Food Storage: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

Thinking she’d return
for cobbler, I froze peaches/
last year. She didn’t.
OR

Thinking she’d return/
for cobbler, last year I froze/
peaches. She didn’t.

Eating Bruised Peaches; Putting Up Peaches For Me; Waste Not Bruised Peaches: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku(s)

I had several insights while cleaning, slicing and freezing/putting up two boxes of Brigham City peaches.

Grandma Liked Bruised Fruit — 19:50 p.m.
Grandma taught me that/
even the bruised parts of fruit/
are juicy. I’m glad!

Fighting Gender Stereotypes: Putting Up Peaches for ME — 20:00 p.m.
When I’m putting up/
peaches why do women think/
my Mom asked me to?

Waste Not Bruised Peaches — 21:07 p.m.
Several peaches were/
bruised. I ate them all. Waste not…./
The night will be long.

The dog barked at me/
until I offered him my/
breakfast of peaches.
or

The dog barked at me/
until I offered him my/
Cheerios breakfast.

During harvest time/
he wondered how his cheese would/
taste with her peaches.