Real Men Do Their Own Laundry: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

If you let your mom/
do your laundry, she will shrink/
every shirt you own.

Silent Stairway To Nowhere: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Decades of feet ran/
up these old ghost town stairs, which/
now just lead nowhere.

“While there’s life, there is hope.” STEPHEN HAWKING, People’s Daily Online, Jun. 14, 2006

Even when there is/
no life, there is life, and so/
there is always hope.

Do you ever ask/
You: “What should I be doing?”/
What is the answer?

My straw hat got crushed/
on accident, but now it/
looks very natty.

As I drove by, I/
waved at the whitefaced cow. She/
watched and wagged her ear.

Why not run? Why not/
Run? Why Not run? WHY not RUN?/
WHY NOT RUN?!? Why not?

The most important/
Game of the year and one huge/
Fan doesn’t care much.

Since she won’t wrap me/
in her warm embrace, I’ll lay/
out in the sunshine

The work of man’s hands/
can be blown away quickly,/
like a thistle’s down.

The work of man’s hands/
can be buried quickly, like/
down on the thistle.