Nighttime Impacts Daytime: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Because your nighttime/

determines your day, I’ll ask:/

“How’d you sleep last night?”

To The Blonde, Dancing: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Woman, alone, danced./

Solo, I (in balcony),/

watched and joined with her.

So much was written/

already about silence,/

there’s not much to say.
Or
there’s not more to say.

Moonlite slatted through/

blinded windows and barren /

trees makes me lonely.

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

My father was right./
He told me: “There is beauty /
everywhere.” There is.

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

How ironic. She/
“Facebook liked” the sad topic/
which i inspired.

Lavender pillows:/
Poor substitutes for being/
wrapped up in your arms.

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