What A Waste: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

It doesn’t matter/
how good your equipment is/
if you keep it stored.

My Poems Are Written For … Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

Is my poem written/
for you? Yes! Just like Blake wrote/
for me. Paul did, too.

How far can I go?/
How much can I give? Does it/
matter if there’s love?

In church, I’ll turn off/
my cell phone if you remove/
your crying* children.

OR
*noisy

I am a God in /
embryo, so I can dream/
whatever I want.

Who was that old fat/
Buddha there sitting on his/
pink porcelain chair?

She was proud that she/
had played a large part in the/
dam bursting open.

Will there ever be/
a time when Jackie Chan stops/
doing his own stunts?

Without my canvas,/
my river* of inspired/
words simply dried up.

Remove my canvas./
My torrent* of inspired/
words simply dries up.

Who knew the joy that/
finishing an overdue/
expense sheet could bring!?!