A Foul Meal? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Barbeque wings. Egg /
drop soup. Egg salad sandwich./
Too fowl of a meal?

Enjoying Fruits Of The Land: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

During harvest time/
he wondered how his cheese would/
taste with her peaches.

My closet’s full of/
clothes. I’ll fall for that she who/
won’t try to change me.

My wardrobe is filled/
with clothes from women who sought/
to dress me better.

OR
to improve my look.

OR
to improve me. Why?

If I throw my gum/
out on the freeway, does that/
help with paving costs?

It’s sad when you know/
this is finito and she/
talks with some new guy.

I miss you. A lot./
How or why i do doesn’t/
matter much, does it?

I miss you. I miss/
your voice. How or why doesn’t/
matter much, does it?

It’s not seizing the /
day that gets me through it, but/
avoiding the pain.

OR
I avoid the pain.

When pain like this rips/
my heart apart sometimes there/
are just no words left.

A friend claims all the/
Utah women he dates take/
psycho drugs. Yeah? So?