Facebook News Waste: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

I waste so much time/
on Facebook, but how else would/
I ever learn news?

Ties Bind Dad And Son: Haiku

This old silk neckwear /
rom my Dad’s youth isn’t the/
only tie that binds.

They are gone, all gone.
First two, then all. Our great joy
turns into sorrow.

Until recently, /
I’ve been lazy? Or not. Yes,/
and I’ll create change.

I preach creation,
and yet I’ve stopped my own. It’s/
time to start again.

This is not what I
expected or wanted. Where’s the
Peace? Must I bring it?

Welcome to my home./
Come! Tell me how to eat! Don’t/
expect to return.

I’m grateful for folks/
who can fix what I can’t. Wish/
*I could pay them back.

*U could pay them back.

I didn’t expect /
“Already I’m so lonely*”/
To have much meaning.

*lonesome

Mamma may be proud, /
but that won’t guarantee her/
child’s love or respect.