My Land! Dixie Christmas Tree Cuttin’: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

A double-bit ax,
flannel shirt, dog, and my own/
Christmas tree. Life’s good.

Just Like Wisconsin Home: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When I can see my/
breath inside, but can’t feel my/
toes, it’s just like home!

Her hands made art, wrote/
words. Now they’ve taken who she/
*was, not all she’ll be.

OR
*was and all she’d be.

Get engaged to a/
Dixie woman, CELEBRATE/
with good BBQ!

He’d had wet kneecaps/
before, but this time kneeling/
in grass turned awesome.

My first kayak trip./
My phone breaks. No photos. Just/
like Lewis and Clark.

Farewell old young friend./
I will miss your laugh and love /
but you’re not bound now.

At last. She might be/
the one when she asks YOU to /
dance out in public!

There may be many/
folks who are upset I am/
unfriending them. Nah.

I’d never before/
gazed into the face of a/
Goddess. Now I have.