Blue Screen Blues: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

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

Cook It Yourself Like I Did: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

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

I waste so much time/
on Facebook, but how else would/
I ever learn news?

This old silk neckwear /
rom my Dad’s youth isn’t the/
only tie that binds.

They are gone, all gone.
First two, then all. Our great joy
turns into sorrow.

Although I didn’t /
see it, feel it or get it,
I’m glad she found joy.

Until recently, /
I’ve been lazy? Or not. Yes,/
and I’ll create change.

I preach creation,
and yet I’ve stopped my own. It’s/
time to start again.

This is not what I
expected or wanted. Where’s the
Peace? Must I bring it?

Welcome to my home./
Come! Tell me how to eat! Don’t/
expect to return.