No Apologies To Stephen Hawking: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

“While there’s life, there is hope.” STEPHEN HAWKING, People’s Daily Online, Jun. 14, 2006

Even when there is/
no life, there is life, and so/
there is always hope.

Pink Art Walk Memory: Romantic ConTEXTing Free Verse Poem

We walked.
You wore my chapeau
And pink
And leaned
To see something closer
And I did, too.

And it was art.

Today I walked
Alone
Where you were pink
And wore my deck.

(I’d forgotten
you were talking
to someone else
on the phone).*

And I wondered
Why we couldn’t
Walk that way
Again.

*Added the next day when I saw the photo of her wearing my hat … and talking on the phone.

Do you ever ask/
You: “What should I be doing?”/
What is the answer?

Come back! ‘Cuz if you/
don’t, at one-half century/
you’ll find you still must.

My straw hat got crushed/
on accident, but now it/
looks very natty.

As I drove by, I/
waved at the whitefaced cow. She/
watched and wagged her ear.

A rose, knelt,/
at a dance,/
is scarcely a precursor/
to true romance.

Nor does it show/
any gentlemanly side./
It simple shouts out/
for attention, with pride.

Much more kind/
is the man who just/
treats women with respect/
and so gains their trust.

For ’tis not with the outward loud showing,/
but with inner kindness which sets women’s hearts glowing.

Why not run? Why not/
Run? Why Not run? WHY not RUN?/
WHY NOT RUN?!? Why not?

Since she won’t wrap me/
in her warm embrace, I’ll lay/
out in the sunshine

The cold and rain gives way/
to early morning fog and mist./
The Arizona desert in Phoenix/
is not supposed to be like this./

I’ll always revel in something different.