IcelandAir Is The Next Gate Over: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

After waiting hours /
for my delayed flight, I think/
Reykjavik sounds good.

Unopened Invitation: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku Lament

The invitation /
was there but she did not care/
to open it up.

These 2 poems were as the result of this view at about 7:20 a.m.

7:23 a.m.
Even foggy and/
frosty mornings have Beauty/
if you accept it.

10:08 a.m.
No matter how grey/
and foggy our path may be,/
the Son will shine through.

Will she want to play?/
Or will she simply want to/
say: “Nice knowing you!” ?

You’re never too old/
to rock and roll, but it seems/
you can be too young.

Men know they are too/
intense when they write poetry/
and there’s no response.

Those once would have been/
my tracks. Maybe they one day/
soon will be again.

She couldn’t fathom/
the butterfly’s dance across/
the sunflower’s face.

I’m wondering if/
someone wants to help me fill/
out my family tree.

How does she do that?/
Each time I get too cocky,/
she humbles with love.