Hovering Lips: Romantic IMprov Haiku

He hovered, like a/
new-hatched butterfly, over/
her lips’ moist sweetness.

Poetic Food Hiarchy: Romantic Rhyming ConTEXTing Haiku

With women it’s wise/
to withhold sonnets but not/
such tasty omelettes.

She craves my omelette./
I desire her smile. does one/
lead to the other?

Anniversaries/
Bring melancholy feelings/
When the meaning’s gone.

Someone will brighten/
your life when you stop looking/
into the bright sun.

If she creates art/
in, with, and on the earth, may/
I describe her muse?

I need the chance to/
view what I can do with a/
new muse in those shoes!

Give me a chance to/
view what poetry can do/
to a new shoes muse!

I figured out how/
to cure my sinuses and/
coughs: snort wasabe.
Or
eat wasabe.

Wild geese fly over/
my mid-mountain lake, calling/
me back to my home.
OR
calling /
back my memories.

It surprises me/
that something so simple could/
bring such bad feelings.