Dress Shouldn’t Matter: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

In blue jeans, sneakers,/
and open-collared shirt, I/
renew covenants.

How Did I Get Too Old? Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

How did I become/
one of those old guys who won’t/
dance into the fray?

I’m in her palm tree/
land, while she’s away, alming,/
handle in her hand.

I wonder if this/
is what Death looks like when you/
stare it in the face.

Her license plate said/
“Live to laugh”. When we did, we/
both had our days made.

Whether you create/
or innovate, sometimes you/
can adapt and learn.
OR
Whether you create/
or innovate, always try/
to adapt and learn.

Parents who complain/
about their kids bugging them/
aren’t empty nesters.

Many people have/
sacred experiences/
in Springville’s Temple.

She doesn’t have to/
decide anything to go/
to dinner. Will she?

As I walk through art,/
I ask myself: “What the hell/
am I doing? Write!”