Why Be Victory’s Fan: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

A man must be her/
fan, if only to have dreams/
to still believe in.

Ambivalence For Sale: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

If you were for sale,/
though ambivalent, I would /
not buy into you.

If he gave her cash/
each place she went, would she still/
be ambivalent?

If he was handsome/
like George Clooney, would she still/
be much too busy?

It’s increasingly/
harder to woo women who/
are ambivalent.

I have crushes on/
pretty women ’til they prove/
they lack English* skills.

OR
*writing

I’m ignoring her,/
of course. Otherwise it hurts/
too much to recall.

The problem with a /
bed-and-breakfast stay is that /
you want company.

When you’re a kid in/
a candy store, sometimes you/
have to take stuff back.

Some may call out
their Love
loudly,
in public.

I would never,
by name,
name her who inspires,
uplifts,
motivates me.

She
will be
still.
Quiet.
Unknown
to the world,
known only
to me.

As it should be.

I won’t write
about her,
by name;
by specific reference.
The world would never say:
“This piece about her,
specifically.”

Who was the piece
“Fuer Elise” for?
Who was Elise?

If she is my muse,
I must write about her.
I cannot keep silent
about her.

But no one will ever know,
for sure,
it is her.

Just as God writes about people:
“There was a certain woman …”
keeping her identity
private,
only by inspiration
known.

And if she asks:
“Is it I?”,
I may smile.