Why Fear Anticipated Brilliance? : Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Why do we often/
fear anticipation of/
potential brilliance?

Ending Rituals: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

They spoke how they were:/
Finishing their rituals./
Should one stop good ways?

With morning’s longing/
I reach out for you. I just/
can’t stretch far enough.

With morning’s longing,/
I reach out for you. It’s hard./
You’re too far away.

I will have to be/
amazing to attract your /
own amazingness.

Not that they even/
care, but there are people in/
my prayers constantly.

The thumbnail moon hangs/
midst the mack’rel cloud sky, where/
you and I both see.

You took an object/
immovable, and broke it/
in two. And it grew.

My heart rate rises/
when you appear, and whisper:/
“Let’s get it in gear!”

If cell phones had been/
invented then, Joe’d get such/
pics from Marilyn.

She wrote when she could./
Her excuse, valid and good./
I should stop crying.