Drowning Out Machines Yawp: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The machine next door/
grinds on and drones loudly, but/
my yawp drowns it out.

Creativity Matters: ImproVerse Haiku

Creativity/
matters so much that I can/
write on the Sabbath.

When I ask for help,/
get none, then break what I need/
help with, I’ll just quit.

In the end, it won’t/
matter if your voice was heard,/
just that it was raised.

I’ve stopped meeting my/
goals. Should I start over or/
return and repair?

When the world just gets/
too much, it may be time to/
find healing waters.

They are gone, all gone.
First two, then all. Our great joy
turns into sorrow.

Until recently, /
I’ve been lazy? Or not. Yes,/
and I’ll create change.

The things I wanted /
to experience are not/
what God showed to me.

If you live in a/
land full of chiggers, it’s dumb/
to buy ankle socks.