IcelandAir Is The Next Gate Over: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

After waiting hours /
for my delayed flight, I think/
Reykjavik sounds good.

Her Picture On The Side Of The Page: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

She hovers on the/
side of my page, like a sprite/
or vision or dream.

I would write more, but/
my hands are trembling again,/
and my flight’s leaving.

I would write more, but/
my hands are trembling again,/
and my flight’s leaving.

Is it wrong to see/
a big-smile woman and wish/
she would grin your way?

At the appointed hour,
I waited,
as she had requested,
at her doorstep.
And waited.
And waited.
And waited.

I’m just glad
I left
before he brought
her back home
and she
invited him
in.

The invitation /
was there but she did not care/
to open it up.

Apologizing,/
she asked for complaints, so I/
quickly raised my hand.

It is always a/
huge thrill when she views me, and,/
then, such a let down.

Her butter burger
with cheddar
better
be mo’ betta
than the fajita
that I’ll eat-a.