Responding To Poetry: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

How to respond to/
me and my deep poetry?/
Simply say: “OK!”

How could you respond/
to me and my poetry?/
Simply say: “OK!

Ambiguous Reflections: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

Ambiguity /
is all around me. Do I/
see my reflections?

OR
Ambiguity /
is all around me. Are those/
reflections I see?

The green-tiled head with/
sanitizers of red looks/
Christmas-y to me.

Now I’m the one who’s/
sleepless. I guess I awake /
feeling my heart ache.

Like the True Ring, she/
calls to my soul, even when/
she doesn’t call me.

It’s weird to learn she/
doesn’t want to be “We”. I/
didn’t know we were.

OR
It’s weird to learn he/
Facebooked that they are “we”. She/
didn’t know they were.

When you discover/
you’re just an object as a/
lover, you feel strange.

Or
lover, you should object.

You ask for romance./
Should I take a chance with a/
sweet verbal caress?

Why do we have to/
stop talking about you? You’re/
tres’ intéressant.!

If I’m a liar/
and a cheater does that make /
goodbye easier?