Bow Wow, Bow Wow, My Dawgy’s Back: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

She steals my sweatshirt, /
my shoes, my gloves. Still, I’m glad/
she’s back and not dead.

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Open Mouth, Insert Foot: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

I have learned I should/
always purchase my footwear/
based on how they taste.

Feets Just Gotsta Get Wet: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

No matter where in/
the world I am, my shoes come/
off. They’s just gotsta.

Shoes Hanging In A Gallery: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

I told Bart it was/
art. See? It’s hanging in Art/
Alley’s gallery.

Glad To Again Feel Movement: Romantic IMprov Haiku

It had been a long/
time since he’d felt movement like/
she was inspiring.
OR

It’d been a long time,/
he thought, since he’d felt any/
warm movement like this.

New Shoes Muse Blues: Revolutionary Rhyming IMprov Haiku

I need the chance to/
view what I can do with a/
new muse in those shoes!

OR

Give me a chance to/
view what poetry can do/
to a new shoes muse!

London Travel Tips: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

I’m glad I didn’t/
go with my boss. He can hike/
the shoes off of me.

Shoes Backlash: Romantic ConTEXTing Limerick

I sole-fully complemented your shoes.
You woefully have me singing the blues!
I thought they were Candies,
‘cuz your feet looked so dandy!
I learned that’s not what hot women use!

A Muse, Anew: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

How/
does it now/
feel/
when my unrehearsed/
verse/
reveals/
a surprising new,/
unexpected view?/

That it’s you/
who stands anew,/
wearing the shoes/
of my verbal Muse?

Not All Men Are Like Shoes: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

She returned/
determined/
men/
r like shoes./
While she, my muse,/
extolled the virtues/
of Italian loafers/
and boots worn by gofers,/
she didn’t look/
2C/
me/
barefoot.