Why Ignore Beauty? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

When nature calls, you/
sometimes must ignore beauty/
and everything else.

Unexpected Pink Dangers On A Mountain Trail: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Poetry

I hiked behind a pink
who suddenly let out a stink.
(S)He put me on the brink
of changing how I think

about underwear
and fresh mountain air.

I love the smell of/
a hot summer’s rain as it/
cleans and sweetens air.

What happens if you’re/
warned not to halt and your walk/
pace is nearly stopped?

I’m still alone when/
she won’t phone from Salt Lake or /
San Antone. I moan.
OR
Why moan?

Blue and red robots/
dance with sunflowers to make/
strange but sweet street beats.

OR

Red and blue robots/
and sunflowers make strange but/
sweet street bedfellows.

Go to bed the way /
you should. From now on you can /
sleep well and be good.

The full moon is out. /
Otis croons soulful romance./
I don’t even care.

How long
must I longingly
wait long
for you to longingly
long
for me to be long
and belong?

You will get many flowers,
but few chocolate ice cream cones.
You will get many suitors,
but few you’ll want to take home.

You’ll get many earnest guys
who’ll woo you with sincere words.
You’ll get many zealous men
whose attentions you’ll quickly spurn.

You’ll get many ogglers
who will proclaim your beauty.
You’ll get men with no vocabulary
who will simply call you “cutie”.

But when these all have failed the test,
turn to me: the kindest, funniest, most sensative best.