How Inspiration Stops: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Without my canvas,/
my river* of inspired/
words simply dried up.

Remove my canvas./
My torrent* of inspired/
words simply dries up.

Seeing Stars: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

His fantasy, at/
first, was just to meet her. Now/
he wants to see stars.

She could see the first /
glimmer of hope shine, but she/
was afraid to look.

Maybe, he thought, there’s/
a way to woo her so she’ll/
learn to trust again.

If you’re cautious with/
fire you can bank it ’til heat’s/
more useful later.

If I say nothing/
against what is wrong, then I’ve/
spoken against right.
Or
denied righteousness.

I greet the sun with/
raised hands. I wish I could greet/
the Spirit the same.

I hate feeling I/
must flatulate, but nothing’s/
there; I sit and wait.

Let us take a spot/
of tea, just you and me. I /
won’t be too scary.

He wonders if she/
could get used to having a/
guy care about her.