And The Lord Was Not In The Wind: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When you follow the/
Lord’s promptings you may learn why/
you had to do it.

Would it prospero me to destroy this drive? Revolutionary improv haiku

If I gave up the/
Drive that destroyed my family,/
Would women like me?

When we do,
we find joy/
in doing,
not because/
Of what /
we do,/
But that/
We do.

When your child tells you:/
“We are all losers!”, it’s time/
that you prove her wrong.

He saw people as/
variables in life’s math./
– = <.

She never, as an /
adult, had a raincoat in/
Seattle. She does.

No matter how well /
you think you can do something, /
let pros handle it.

Giant red cedars./
Moss. Ferns. Rain. Gray skies. Traffic.
I don’t miss a thing.

You try to save cash,/
but sometimes you have to pay/
for mistakes you make.

You have proclaimed it:
We can stand, wit to wit.
But now, see my postings erased.
Such pained bantering is not my taste.
I apologize … and quit.