It’s ironic: Frost/
patterns are best seen just as/
the sun destroys them.
OR
It’s ironic how/
frost patterns are best seen as/
the sun’s light strikes them.
Monthly Archives: March 2014
Possible Cataract Surgery: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
To stand on sight’s cusp,/
to see with perfect vision,/
makes my eyes water.
Why I Sleep: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku
You ask if I sleep./
Yes, I do, so I can dream/
of women like you!
Why Do I Itch? Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku
I laid on the grass/
at moonrise and sunset. Do/
I now have chiggers?
On The Passing Of Shirley Temple Black: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
One of her childhood/
heroes died. I don’t know how/
to say I’m sorry.
Raspberry Jam In Early Spring: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Will enjoying jam/
improve or stunt raspberries’/
growth? I’ll soon find out!
Reflecting On My Changing Life: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
I came to this strange/
conclusion: I should now stop/
buying underwear.
Good Past, Future Awesome! Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
Recall your good past,/
but seek out and believe your/
future awesomeness.
OR
Recall your good past,/
but see, seek and grasp your now/
and future awesome.
When "Lift Where You Stand" Won't Work: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
You can’t “Lift where you/
stand” if someone intrudes and/
does your work for you.
A Dying Phone Battery Means No Snuggling: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
When my phone batt’ry/
dies, I can’t even snuggle/
next to your photo.