I was either too/
intense or too short so my/
intense burst was short.
Tag Archives: CyranoWriter
When Reality Hits, Words Remain: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Now we’ve awakened,/
we can still stare in wonder/
at written word dreams.
Waking Up Too Soon: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
What is it like to/
wake up in the night and ask/
if you’re still dreaming?
Dream Filler: Romantic IMprov Haiku
The question is not:/
“Do i fill your dreams?,” but if/
I’m there when you wake.
OR
The question is not:/
“Do i fill your dreams?,” but: “Am/
I there when you wake?”.
A God In Embryo: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
I am a God in /
embryo, so I can dream/
whatever I want.
Drawing Her In: Romantic IMprov Haiku
“”He’s impractical,/
forward, quirky … and draws me/
in like moths to flame.”
An Unusual Man: Romantic IMprov Haiku
“He is,” she mused to/
herself, “a most unusual/
man. I could like that.”
Pink Roses Alone: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
More pink roses with/
no one to send them to, but/
looking makes me smile.
Hotel Mirror: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Who was that old fat/
Buddha there sitting on his/
pink porcelain chair?
Dam Burst: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
She was proud that she/
had played a large part in the/
dam bursting open.