Speaking Sweet Soliloquy: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

I wouldst call thee and/
Speak sweet soliloquy if/
Thou wouldst but let me!

(An iambic haiku
just for you!)

Looking Out: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She gazed through blue* eyes, /
seeking her future. He reached/
out for her next week.

*her

Are there so many/
opportunities that you/
can just pass me by?

Unless you’ve connected/
and are sitting side-by-side,/
silence means nothing.

Silence is not a/
hint. It’s not even nice. It’s/
just something hurtful.
Or
… it’s/
a hurtful nothing.

It’s great looking in/
your car’s trunk and finding an/
Elvis umbrella.

It doesn’t matter/
how good your equipment is/
if you keep it stored.

I want to be inspired./
Alas! I feel too tired./
This work’s sapped my wit./
I should be done with it! /
My creativity has expired.

Is my poem written/
for you? Yes! Just like Blake wrote/
for me. Paul did, too.

How far can I go?/
How much can I give? Does it/
matter if there’s love?