Beauty’s Vision: Romantic IMprov Haiku

Every vision of/
her beauty makes my stomach /
capture butterflies.

Venus And Her: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

I saw Venus in/
marble, perfect in form, and/
I remembered her.

Who would guess that we/
disciples would meet at His/
feet on Yom Kippur?

“Wait upon the Lord”/
may sometimes mean we have to/
wait for His answers.

His beautiful words/
were inspired by her inner/
and outer beauty.

He often wondered/
if he would ever have the/
thrill of thrilling her.

There are times when the/
chance of a lifetime appears/
and we yawn* through it.

OR
*sleep

In her memory/
I stacked rocks by a stream and/
washed my face. Fitting.

She broke up with me/
over the phone. Now I feel/
broken, scared, alone.
OR
She broke up with me/
over the phone. I feel scared,/
broken and alone.

I feel loss and lost/
‘cuz I don’t know how to be/
or go without her.
OR
I feel loss and lost,/
not knowing how to be or/
go on without her.