Baseline: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

She’s the baseline, the/
standard by which all are
found/
wanting. Now I am.

Saving Us: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Once she was going/
to drive to me to save us./
I wish she’d let me.

Garden and Boston/
books will go on shelves. The sharp/
cheese I’ll save for me.

He’s almost a full/
century old, and still prays/
for a chance to serve.

Almost invalid/
and a century old he/
still prays to still serve.

Instead of dreaming/
of being in love, why not/
dream of just loving?

Why apologize/
when emotions are near the/
surface and flow free?

When you want to watch/
and embrace the sunrise, you/
may greet clouds instead.

She kept smiling at/
me, changing my morning mood./
Babies uplift us!
Or
Babies lift our souls.

When we do what we’re/
told, it’s not friendship that’s put/
aside, but our pride.

When we do what we’re/
told, it’s not friendship that’s put/
aside, but our pride.