What She Wants: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

She wants a long talk./
Is a night’s worth of touching/
feet too much to ask?

Dancing With Fireflies: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

There was no bright red/
sunset to amaze us so/
fireflies danced for us.
OR
There was no bright red/
sunset to amaze us so/
we danced with fireflies.

Dairyland* farmers/
use silos for grain stores and/
July 4th flagpoles.

OR
*Wisconsin

Bird poop. Algae. Scum./
Carp slime. I don’t care. I still/
bathe in lake water.

I almost get her/
out of my mind … and then she/
reappears again.

She spends her time in/
my blog*, reading. I’d prefer/
she spend time with me.

OR
*with/
my poems

Just when the wind died,/
and I thought sailing was bad,/
I saw a rainbow.

I was called Clark Kent/
again. She would not check and/
rip open my shirt.

When the going gets/
tough in my life, I cast a/
lure in the water.

Why do 70’s/
love songs make me miss her, a/
60s girl, right now?