Respecting Mother Nature: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Amidst splendor /
caused by sunset light and wild blooms,/
i remove my hat.

Crab’s Crushing Revenge: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

While you worked, I was/
screaming, separating a/
rock crab from my thumb.

“He fits much better.”/
She called and said. Why’s she/
surprised I’m happy?

OR
“He fits much better,”/
she said. Why is she surprised/
I’m happy for her?

It is hard to feel/
Soooo ready, and then be told/
That you are sooooo not.

I love buttermilk./
When it’s five months old, use it/
for fluffy omelets.

I was once called a/
“beautiful man”. Now I’m a/
mem’ry, and am still.

… Now just a/
mem’ry, I am still.

Silk lake reflects me./
Full moon peaks through gauzed cloud wisps./
We both gaze alone.

I’ll wait to wake you./
The moon’s setting in the West./
I wish you were, too.

Her eyes are soft. Like /
butterfly’s wings, they have that /
effect on my soul.

Surrendering to/
“come what may” means nothing much/
creative appears