Epitome’ Of Lonely One: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

The waxing moon is/
the epitome` of how/
lonely one can be.

In Silence Speaking: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

She lets her silence/
speak for itself. As always,/
we know what that means.

A man wants to woo /
a woman with strength, not by /
milking* her pity.

*originally “gaining”

The first frost has hit./
This year’s garden is finished./
She won’t need me now.

You told me we won’t/
end up together. Why not?/
I’m not good enough?

I wonder if you/
drew me in just to set me/
up and then spurn me.

I do not care if/
you think I’m busy. I’d still/
like to hear from you.

I awakened her/
feelings of passion and we/
didn’t even kiss.

I’m glad your days were/
busy. It kept me off your/
mind. you said it would.

Crushed ice. James Taylor./
Jack and Diane. Cruel mem’ries/
in a cold Flagstaff.