Convertible Cottonwood Blizzard: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Parking my ragtop/
under cottonwoods creates/
a blizzard inside.

Post Late-Night Haiku Learning: Romantic Email Sonnet

I sent you
a late-night haiku,
and, this morning,
what did you do?

Walked to your desk.
That’s really best:
Stay calm and inert.
Don’t try to flirt.

When starting out,
leave room for doubt
instead of imagining
some grand beginning.

Be practical! It’s only then
you’ll avoid disapointment again.

The danger of long/
email romances is that/
words easily woo.

Just because we may/
never meet again won’t stop/
my intensity.

My son wears pink hats./
I think that’s okay. I taught/
him to dress that way.

Christian and Buddhist/
argue and criticize. I/
float my own river.

An unusual/
river flows north. I paddle/
against it, then drift.

Does my muse know it’s/
technology witholding /
creativity?

OR
Do muses know that/
technology withholds my/
creativity?

We weed and mow. Why?/
Millions spend weekends growing/
meaningless green forts.

OR
We weed and mow. Why?/
Millions spend weekends to grow/
meaningless nothings.

When Damocles’ swords/
always hang over your head,/
why procrastinate ?