Just Before Destruction: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

Diagonal frost patterns at UTA's Provo Front Runner station, 8:15 a.m.

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.

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

Red raspberry jam on white bread toast on a white plate on a black table

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.

CyranoWriter

Monthly Archives: March 2014