Crunch Time: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

The suction of cheeks/
and crunch of ice and candy/
proclaim her desire.

1:28 a.m. Atlantic Beach Run To The Light: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

1:28 run./
Early morning Atlantic./
In surf I find me.

Thankfulness is more. /
Like abundant fields, it grows/
when friends shine your life.

Gratitude expands. /
Like sun-drenched fields, my thanks grows/
as friends enrich life.

She sought uniqueness./
When she felt it, like a flame,/
his warmly stirred her.

Sometimes I awake,
Early morning,
In a half-dream state,
And my mind starts roaming.

I imagine my hands:
they begin to trace
skin, trembling, grand;
Up from your feet;
Down from your face.

I wonder how 2
Put hands in passion’s fire;
run fingers thru a valley of longing,
And caress mountains of desire.

Under Lincoln’s stern/
gaze, with liberties you help/
protect, I voted.

Teach me to not care./
You have more expertise than/
I’ve yet developed.

Note to my man self:/
Never let a chick see you /
sick. She’ll distain you.

Things not to do when/
you might have the flu: 1) see/
the film “Contagion”.

Why do I become/
critical when working with/
good people who try?