Shun Coming Of Age: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

Why would I want to/
write about an event I’m/
trying to avoid?

Giving Hugs Is Hard: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

I stood on the street,/
arms outstretched for hugs. Dogs and/
children gave freely.

The great thing about/
Tomorrow is that it will/
always offer Hope.

As I wait to fly/
to N’awleans, my daughter’s/
note moves me to tears.

If intellects hold/
discussions sans responses,/
do their heads implode?

When you know yourself/
enough to know you don’t know,/
you are not confused.

I would never say/
“sorry” when change opens new/
opportunities.

Making everything/
about us is how we/
relate to all things.

She pauses, listens,/
eyes closed, feels breezes play. That’s/
deeply personal.

Back with a vengeance/
is present tense. You need to/
write to just write, right?