Being Bold Before Exiting: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She claimed that she would/
rather embrace me, but then/
made a quick exit.

She, Shy? Disproved! Romantic IMprov Haiku

She claimed she was shy,/
but her witty repartee’/
blew up that theory.

If you’re in deep fog,/
spread your limbs wide and embrace/
new, deep sensations.

Her comments about/
comparing our poetic/
talents begged questions.

Were she to propose/
to me with verses tawdry,/
I’d accept quickly.

She said I’d reject/
text proposals, but what’s more/
romantic than words?

There are times when I/
meet tempting, fiery women/
who are just teases.

Hunting show hosts will/
always yell “beautiful ____*”/
after they’ve killed it.

*bird, buck, thing

Hunting show hosts will/
yell “beautiful ____*” after/
they’ve killed it. It was.

I wish the purple /
martins had migrated. They/
missed a great sunset.

I hoisted a glass/
of frothy red juice toward/
the West, her saucy.
OR
I hoisted a glass/
of frothy red juice westward,/
t’ward her fieriness.