Mind-Numbing Cold Poet: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I want to write more/
poems but she’s late again and/
I’m cold and ticked off.

This Is What “It” Feels Like: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

She said she’d get back/
to me the next day. It’s been/
a week. Lesson learned.

She is so Cali/
that she can’t even put a/
winter hat on right!
OR
She is such a So/
Cali girl, she puts winter/
hats on backwards… twice!

He protected us/
and wrecked his life. Who of us/
will now protect him?

They protected us/
and wrecked their lives. Who of us/
will lift and help them?

He claimed he was a/
bad dad. I said: “If you are/
trying, you’re ok.

When we hate going/
to bed, it’s often just a/
sign of loneliness.

No question from her/
was forthcoming, so I watched/
a marsh-side sunset.

I found my Scriptures./
Now I have no more excuse,/
‘cuz that’s all it was.

Such a strange evening:/
Full moon, cow herd mooing, trucks/
moving, trains wooooooing.

In the midst
of a Victorian ballroom
and punk
only a 50-something
and a 5-something
could rock it.
Why?
Or, maybe,
Y knot?