Conversation Starter: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Must I always be/
one who starts conversations?/
Should I be patient?

Joy Comes Upon Opening: Romantic IMprov Haiku

I ask her to tell/
deep thoughts. She hides hers from me./
Joy if she opens.

You are my sunbeam,/
my only sunbeam. I dream/
of you, sunbeam stream.

He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.

When you’re expected/
to be there, and you vanish,/
people can get hurt.

I’ll get my pom-poms/
and do a loud cheer for you./
Will it make you smile?

When she doesn’t look,/
I know that means she’s “busy”,/
or she doesn’t care.

Women worship strength, /
love and caring before they/
kneel at obelisks.

Barriers ahead?/
Figure possibilities,/
then do those, instead!

OR
Barriers ahead?/
Imagine the possibile,/
then do that, instead.

Don’t expose yourself./
Open your butterfly heart:/
They’ll rip off your wings.