Valentine’s Day With A White V-Neck: Romantic IMprov Haiku

He asked to be her/
Valentine: White t-shirt with/
red barbeque stains.

Loud Mouth Shy Guy: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She never knew: Down/
the alley was a guy who/
had no guts to ask.

Dear Cupid:
This Valentine’s (Single Awareness) Day,/
Don’t let me be stupid.

Hold my fingers and tongue
so I won’t write or say
something dumb.

Oh. Wait.
Too late.
I already did.

Hey Cupid!
If you care,
do some repair.

She was not who I/
expected for Valentines./
She left and gave love.*
OR
*She opened a door.

May I write a new/
haiku for you? One that is/
not really? Again?

On this Valentine’s Day

I spent planning romantic trips:

The south of France.

The coast of Spain.

Springtime overnight

in The City of Light.

A week in Vegas, baby!

A long weekend in Magic Kingdom.

Non-stop flights.

King-sized beds

for one.

You wanted a poem /

for Valentine’s Day, then went/

away. Why bother?