Start Of A Tough Journey: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

“Don’t stop believin'”/
means even more now to me/
than it did before.

A Chili’s Birthday: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Randomly singing/
“Happy Birthday” to unknown/
kids makes grandmas smile.

I can pick her up/
In my ragtop for a cool/
smoothie. How groovy!

Is the pain our son/
feels like the pain you felt when/
I left? I’m sorry.

“She left.” That’s all my/
son had to say to unleash/
floodgates of heart pain.

I always wish I/
could figure out how to put/
the Deutsch umlaut on.

This old man, he played/
songs and danced, topless, down the/
freeway. What’d you do?

Knowing how I feel,/
I can’t imagine what you’re/
going through. Let’s pray.

Just when you think you/
can’t get any more heartache,/
you learn that you can.

When you find a cairn/
where you wanted to stack one,/
you ask: “Who built this?!?”