The Pain Of Photography: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

After the pain of/
arctic blasts, hot boiled shrimp smells/
and feels delicious.

Uncut Pie: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

The pie’s prettier/
uncut, but it doesn’t taste/
nearly as yummy.

It was not hard to/
grow Swiss chard, so why did I/
delay the harvest?

AND

Unknown Culinary Delight
Who knew, as the chard/
grew, what boiling, olive oil,/
lime and herbs would do?

AND

I Could Yodel, It’s Sooooo GOOD!
Italian herbs and/
seasonings meet Swiss chard for/
a Alpine taste treat!

AND
She’d Never Had Before
At 84, she’d/
never had Swiss chard before./
But now, she wants more.

During harvest time/
he wondered how his cheese would/
taste with her peaches.

Can I handle the touch?

I think so,

for when you’ve craved something so much

you relish every bite,

every morsel and taste.

You never let lips take flight,

nor waste

the tender newness

and gentle caress

of what you’ve waited so long for,

sans haste.

The world’s most tasty/
treats are best relished when your/
eyes are fully closed.”