Carpool Haiku-L: a Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

smallish auto farts
we beg and ask for riders
stop pollution now

Missing a Meeting: A Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

Hello?/
I’m guessing today is a no go-/
no show?/
Just let me know/
so I can prepare 2 go/
with or without yo,/
ya know?/
I’ll just go/
with the ebb and flow/
some mo!

A Thinking Thunk That Went Kerplunk! A Revoluntionary IMprov Poem

I think
a lot of great thinks,
I think.

And some thoughts even
come close to the brink
of being more
than just thinks.

But they don’t.
And they won’t.

And then the think
I think
becomes a thunk,
and goes kerplunk.

And nothing I ever do or say
Will make it be more, nor make it be okay.

A Redhead Asks: Can You Cook? A Romantic IMprov Sonnet

My ability to cook depends on which room I’m in.
Four burners? Or a king, queen, or twin?
A twin is like stir fry: quick, steamy and hot;
King or queen like slow basted barbeque, simmering, not

rapidly slammed down,
nor overly steamy;
but tender, warm, comfortable,
tasty and dreamy.

So, in the end,
you have to decide
what type of meal
down your palate will glide!

What enjoyment you’ll feel;
which temperment you’ll reveal.

Where Tootsie Pops Now Lay: a Romantic ConTEXTING poem

The bed where/
you-we once laid bare/
is now wrinkled, again./
I stare,/
and wonder, and then/
ask, and ponder:/
Do I care/
if I’ll ever make it again?