Ice Crunching Thoughts: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

Crunching ice while he’s/

thinking of you is all a /

man should want to do

Thinking In Haikus and Blues: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Sometimes I think in/

haikus. Sometimes I think in/

Blues. Sometimes I rhyme.

Sometimes, in my zest/
and joy for life, joie de vive/
brings stupidity.

In the past we’d have /
lain with the pain to heal. Now,/
that’s no solution.

How does it feel to/
Know I write in pain about/
You, long gone woman?

At 2 a.m. I /
wake to see if u wrote me./
You didn’t and won’t.

She no longer likes/
me. I know: she no longer/
reads my poetry.

“Good morning, keeper!”/
was all the message I hear./
I burst into tears.

Creativity/
sometimes brings huge amounts of /
great stupidity.

It’s funny how we/
write with intensity, but/
then just disappear.