It’s often a shock/
who steps up to extend His/
love to those who fear.

Inspired to change sun’s/
gleam from dusk, I didn’t know/
dawn’s her fav’rite time.

I am missing my /
IBB. Pity. She is/
witty and pretty.

I have no real hope/
of meeting with you. It’s just/
fun to write haiku!

If you don’t call me/
like you say you will, then it’s /
hard to ask you out.

Am I being ignored?/
Or are U getting bored/
with the possibility/
of meeting up with me?/

Or does it frighten,/
once again,/
your Psyche/
to think U might like me?

How does one get a /
Woman to hang out? Ask her? /
Wait for her request?

Time and time again/
I got told to chill. So I /
did, and caught a cold.

Wow. Just went to a small (200 people in attendence) piano/vocal duet concert. I could not BELIEVE the talking DURING the performance. I mean, I get it when a number is finished… but when someone is playing and singing, do you REALLY have to be whispering about … ANYTHING!?!

Is the need to talk/
so great that it must be done/
during a concert?

I’m fifty but still/
can’t open 50 percent/
of safe packages.