Tears. No Words: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Two weeks ago he/
walked 18. Today they must/
let him go. No words.

True Vision: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I’m just waiting for/
someone to see me the way/
that I truly am.

Why would they do that?/
To release you to passions/
you’ve only dreamt of.

What at last gets her/
up? It’s not peer pressure, for/
I am way too old.

Lady in the blue/
t-shirt: It won’t hurt to read./
It’s what we all need.

When you are wordless,/
write and read a napkin poem./
Welcome to the club!

These cute nappy-haired/
kids were once not ours. But now,/
thankfully, they are.

How do you respond/
when you at last hear words you’ve/
longed for your whole life?

I know many things,/
but the things I should know are/
the things I don’t get.

She likes it. I like/
her. When will our likes at last/
like one another?