Looking For Work Creation: Revolutionary IMprov Blogging Haiku

We are creators.
Our own destiny awaits.
Give up density.

What Will Exclusively Happen? Romantic Blogging Rhyming Haiku Lament

How painful will it/
be the day that there’s no more/
exclusivity?

Rehearsals don’t work./
Your real life’s audition and/
audience await.

My hand’s void of pen./
I walk Inspiration’s beach./
Who’ll be my muse-scribe?

Should each email, text/
or IM get a response?/
Do you say “Hi!” back?

Getting off rackets/
starts your new life of freedom./
You’re the Creator.

People love rackets./
Why? They strangle and destroy!/
Get off it and live.

Don’t puke powerful/
possibilities. Instead,/
share love with others.

Shrink, scared, in your life./
Create, thus, your biggest risk:/
You will do nothing.

Parking my ragtop/
under cottonwoods creates/
a blizzard inside.