Ten Minutes Of My Time: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

10 minutes of my/
time. Peace, joy, perhaps a rhyme./
Gain feelings sublime.

Seeing A New Look: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

As I gazed at her/
new hairstyle, tan, smile, style, look, /
my heart lept with joy!

Shoppers’ bags say “Joy!”/
So why is no one smiling?/
Except me. I grin.

So much joy to share./
Music, dancing, happiness./
No one to share it.

In the end, he thought,/
he always had hoped he’d helped/
them find joy and light.

I ask her to tell/
deep thoughts. She hides hers from me./
Joy if she opens.

A dream daughter’s “Yes”./
Your son’s request brings flooding:/
You weep tears of joy.

OR
When your dream daughter/
says yes to your son, you can’t /
help but cry for joy.

Strange how memory/
is stronger around heartache./
Remember joy, too.