A little greater/
love hath no dad than this: to/
clean thorns for his kids.
Tag Archives: ImproVerse haiku
Being "Just Friends": Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
She said: “Just be friends.”/
My guess is she has lots of/
friends, and won’t call me.
Warmly Relocating: Romantic ImproVerse haiku
I’d move back to the /
Northwest if I had someone /
who would keep me warm.
What Repentance Feels Like: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Repentance feels like:/
Fin’lly doing all the hard/
things you should have done.
Milwaukee Deutsch Legacy: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
How’djah cutcha?/
Burnyah? What car we takin?/
Da truck? Dialect.
Unexpected Texas Treasures: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Old dank and dark oak /
Texas bar with patterned tile/
Floor and awesome food.
Another Good Mistake: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Guacamole and/
apple empanada is/
a pleasant surprise.
Backstory: Dining at The Esquire on the Riverwalk in San Antonio, I ordered the braised short-ribs empanada. When I cut into it, (covered with spicy guacamole and sour cream), it was quite tasty… but didn’t look like pork. A little digging verified the truth: It was apple and cinnamon! The server wanted to take it back, but… I enjoyed the sweet and savory combo so much that I insisted on finishing it. When she said “I won’t charge you for that”, I said “And I won’t charge you for being your taste tester!”
It was a great mistake!