It’s Your Choice: Romantic IMprov Blogging Rhyming Haiku

It’s your choice. I give/
you voice. Lead and guide our talk,/
or in silence walk.

I Am Generator: Revolutionary Haiku

I’m Generator/
of what I am, what I do,/
who I am, and why.

She, the mistress of/
my muse, slammed the door on my/
creativity.

She has no feelings?/
She would profane and claim her/
emptiness? Fill me.

We discuss how we/
can reach the Magic Kingdom./
You bring it with you.

You bring the magic.

You took an object/
immovable, and broke it/
in two. And it grew.

My heart rate rises/
when you appear, and whisper:/
“Let’s get it in gear!”

She wrote when she could./
Her excuse, valid and good./
I should stop crying.

Little green IM/
lights show one thing, thankfully:/
At least you’re alive!

She’ll read others’ words./
Poems, prose, verse written before./
Her’s are not enough.