Crying, Empty, Over Love Songs: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

Only I could cry/
about a love song when there’s/
no one there to love.

Pressure-Filled Pressuring: Romantic IMprov Rhymning Haiku

I’m not going to/
put pressure on you about/
not feeling pressure.

Because I forgot/
lunch, I shall feast only on/
your words and be filled.

As I gazed at her/
new hairstyle, tan, smile, style, look, /
my heart lept with joy!

It’s sad when you know/
this is finito and she/
talks with some new guy.

Though you and me may/
disagree, we should be glad/
we have voices free.

I once built a cairn./
She knocked it down. Now I’ve fixed/
a sculpture of sticks.

I just wanted you
To want me regardless of
Opportunities.

I’m still alone when/
she won’t phone from Salt Lake or /
San Antone. I moan.
OR
Why moan?

Blue and red robots/
dance with sunflowers to make/
strange but sweet street beats.

OR

Red and blue robots/
and sunflowers make strange but/
sweet street bedfellows.