Cool Like Betty White Birthday: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

When I am old, with/
the end in sight, I hope I’m/
cool like Betty White!

Birthday Girl: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She is, still, always/
the dream I have in mind when/
I imagine it.

Eyebrow-raising poems/

aren’t evil. They prompt us to/

think, explore, and grow.

Why does Facebook ask:/
“What’s on your mind?” for “Status”?/
Shouldn’t it ask “Who”?

She said “love” in a/
sentence about me. Now she’s/
asking to see me.

At the last sunrise,/
I find I have no words to/
express window frost.
OR
At the last sunrise,/
words can’t express Apollo’s/
window frost beauty.

He’d always grown both/
daisies and roses, but he/
liked wildflowers best.

You’ve anxiety/
o’er where to be New Year’s Eve?/
Pity. Don’t worry!

I’m gonna be sick./
He is so slick, throwing out/
sweet words* like St. Nick.

OR
*flirts

There must be reasons*/
for silence. For ignoring.
But I don’t know them.
OR

There are good reasons*/
for silence. For ignoring.
But I don’t know them.