Others Walk On Eggs: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Why do I let old/
insecurity tapes make/
others walk on eggs?

Quickly Ending Calls: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Our calls end quickly./
That’s because I don’t want to/
extend sad goodbyes.

By exposing me,/
so I see myself, she’s my/
behavioral muse.

If I stand
And demand
Certain acts,
Then take others to task,

How am I
The sort of guy
Who is in any way kind?
I am out of my mind.

I often can’t read
What others might need,
But when they misread me,
I pout, and spout anarchy.

It’s not fair nor right
To put others though this plight.

I ask for a script./
Everyone walks on eggshells./
No one likes this play.

There’s so many poems /
to write this morning, but I/
must use the bathroom.

If I’m a liar/
and a cheater does that make /
goodbye easier?

Crying all night long/
makes it hard to open your/
eyes in the morning.

In her heady lust /
for independence, she left/
and was sad, alone.

OR
… she left/
alone, and was sad.

In the end, he thought,/
he always had hoped he’d helped/
them find joy and light.