Capturing Beauty Alone: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

With arms extended,/
alone, she still captures her/
beauty through her phone.

Flower Art: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Some create art from/
flowers. He finds wild flowers/
and captures their art.

There are those who claim:/
“Nobody is happy!” but/
they haven’t met me.

How often do we/
expect others to do what/
we won’t do ourselves?

This is where she lay./
She left her impression, like/
art, on me as well.

She is a princess,/
not diva-like, but regal,/
with royal prospects.

Thank you for granting/
me your apology. I’m/
glad you are happy.

She flings aside her/
shackles, and leaps into the/
arms of Superman.

Old habits arise,/
and I’m tempted again to/
free* my tawdry pen.
OR
*lift

You’re throwing off the/
shackles of what others said/
you should be. Now, BE.