Doing What I Should, When: Haiku

What if, for a year,/
I did everything as soon/
as I was inspired?

Pawpaw Male and Female Difference: Haiku

Out with my paintbrush
finding pawpaw pollen. Once

you see gold, it clicks.

At the request of a #PawpawFanatic on Facebook, I followed up with a limerick:

Telling pawpaw gender is easy

if you look when it’s not breezy.

Glance at a bloom when it’s still.

You won’t get a thrill,

but the males will make you sneezy.

If you park your car
in the wrong place, it can wreck
a perfect sunset.

Backlit leaves on oaks: /
A glowing add-on to a
sunset I’ve n’er seen.

Out with my paintbrush
finding pawpaw pollen. Once
you see gold, it clicks.

New silver-green leaves
wave at white clouds in a bright
blue sky. Add beer can?

Ahhh! NOW I hear rain!
It’s crossing the field, through woods,
soon will splash my legs.

I watched. Nothing* came.
Still, it was better to be
alert and prepared.

OR
*No storm

In the erie still
before the violent storm that’s
coming*, I sense all.

OR
*forecast

She, cheerleader, cool.
I, (nerd,) not. She: Kind to me.
I’ve never forgot.