A Tail, Chanting: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

After her tale, it/
was tempting to chant loud and/
long, but we didn’t.

Drowning Out Machines Yawp: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The machine next door/
grinds on and drones loudly, but/
my yawp drowns it out.

Now my lawn mower /
laid bare my backyard, watch my/
wildflowers vanish.

In the end, it won’t/
matter if your voice was heard,/
just that it was raised.

I’ve stopped meeting my/
goals. Should I start over or/
return and repair?

It’s claimed that perfect/
right angles can’t be found in/
nature. what’s this then?

When the world just gets/
too much, it may be time to/
find healing waters.

It’s strange to feel so/
completely lost, deep in the/
midst of your own field.

I am drawn deeply and/
completely into the/
techno blue screen blues.

I’ve cooked boxed mac and/
cheese for years, so it’s hard to/
have that skill doubted.