Art Gallery Rocket Man In Serpia: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

He stares at the blank/
gallery wall. Only he/
sees the rocket ship.

Your Funny Funny: Revolutionary Improv Haiku

I’m thinking that your/
thinking that you’re funny is/
kind of funny, too!

On a 6 a.m./
Arizona flight, I’m too/
tired to serenade.

To meet weight limits,/
sometimes compromises in/
fashion must be made.

She lays languishing,/
with her man far away and/
Herman by her side.

Let my words warm you./
Let my verbs lift your spirit./
Let my nouns be you.

Relationship trust/
is built with time, together,/
tenacious trying.

I was worried my/
drool would tarnish her red shoes./
It wasn’t from crepes.

Does one ever feel/
good when contemplating a/
change in who they are?

She tried to gauge my/
spiritual intelligence,/
but hers was messed up.