Sunset Yawp: Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Free Verse

I feel
a great deal
of melancholy
folly
going on.
It’s not fun.
But I’ll face the setting sun
and again soulfully yawp
like Uncle Walt
Whitman.
Carpe Diem.

Daily Uncle Walt W. Change: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

She asks me: What will/
your verse be? Answer: It’s new./
I write it daily.

Being Tall Enough I See: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

I’m tall enough for/
her, Oh Captain! My Captain!/
I mount desks and see.

Being Tall Enough: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

I’ll stand up on the/
table, Oh Captain! and be/
tall enough for her.
OR

I’ll be tall enough/
for her, Oh Captain!, because/
I climb up on desks.

What Now? RIP Robin #4 (Open Mic Tribute) : Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I don’t know if I/
should stand on the table or/
dance with a vacuum.

AND

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Getting Permission To Be Who I Am (RIP Robin #3) : Revolutionary Rhyming IMproVerse Haiku

His passing is hard/
because he somehow gave me*/
permission to be.

OR

*us

His Verse Mine (RIP Robin #2) : Revolutionary improverse haiku lament

My verse was and is/
and will be, in part, because/
he dared to be him.

RIP Robin: Revolutionary improverse haiku lament

When you’re always told/
that you’re “just like” someone, it’s/
hard to learn he’s died.

I Cried At Her Compliment: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

She said seeing me/
with butterflies and mountains/
recalled Patch Adams.

Where Self-Confident Went: Romantic ConTEXTing Poem

Will she/
embrace/
me?/
Or in my face/
c/
a Robin Williams look-alike,/
turn and race/
screaming ‘YIKE!’/

Often I’m confident;/
sometimes I don’t know where it went.