Posts Tagged ‘revolutionary poetry’

Holiday Gift Giving Fails: 3 Revolutionary Blogging Haiku Laments

December 3, 2018

It might be time I/
stop guessing what gifts I should/
give. I’m not that good.
OR:
It might be time to/
stop guessing what gifts to give./
Seems I’m not that good.
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When you’ve blown someone/
away with a gift, it’s hard/
to ever repeat.
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Folks should know: When they’re/
not enthused getting gifts, the /
source dries up quickly.

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Rain On My Parade? So What? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

November 30, 2018

When folks get drenched to/
their cores, their souls more eas’ly /
find paths to connect.

No More Whining: Revolutionary Napkin Poetry

July 19, 2018

Remember when I’d/
stand here, weep and moan about/
my dates. I won’t now!

Remember When Napkin Poems? Revolutionary Napkin Haiku

July 19, 2018

Hey! Remember when/
I used to write napkin poems?
They won’t go away!

Perfect Sabbath Day Of Rest: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 8, 2018

Rest day: Catch sunbeams/
while curled up with a good book/
and a soft blanket.
Catching a sunbeam while on a couch, under a soft blanket, with a good book

Garden Pizza Satisfaction: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

July 8, 2018

My satisfaction/
grows with each pizza topping/
fresh from my garden.Pesto and feta pizza with fresh veggies from the garden

Blackberries Have Thorns. So What? Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

July 1, 2018

Fresh-from-the-field blackberry cobbler, July 2018, NW Georgia Nature's GuyHead into the field/
after summer rain. Reap sweet/
rewards for your pain.

Done: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

May 24, 2018

I’m done. I’ve finished./
Words bled out on pages and/
exposed all of me.

#LightTheWorldNow #BuildTheKimgdom

Just Keep Doing: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

May 24, 2018

When God tells you how/
to Light the World, He may have
you use the same lamp.
#LightTheWorldNow #BuildHisKingdom

Good Intentions With Silence: Revolutionary Email Haiku

May 20, 2018

T’was my intention/
to write another poem. I’m/
not sure what to say.