Words have Disapeared: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

My words disapear.
They were floating in my brain/
today. Where are they?

Changing Lake View: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I know why my folks/
love their lake view. It’s diff’rent/
each day, ev’ry hour.

Lake Late Fall Preparation: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

The dock and boats are/
in for the winter. I wish/
she was in my arms.

Late fall lake preparations: Romantic improverse haiku

The dock and boats are/
In for the winter. I wish/
She was in my arms.

Finding Happiness In Who You Are: Romantic IMprov Haiku

Be yourself. The right/
person will see what you are./
You’ve nothing to prove.

Wishing You Were Here: Romantic ImproVerse Poetic Lament

At the Piggly Wiggly/
in Winneconne, Wisconsin,/
Chicago’s “Wishin’ You Were Here”/
plays./
How did they know?

Grandma’s Wild Grape Jam Memory: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Purple-stained hands from/
wild grapes rekindle mem’ries/
of my Grandma’s jam.

Wild Grape Memories: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Dad told me to grab/
the small wild grapes. With them I/
awaken mem’ries.

Her Namesake: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

She sang as sweetly/
as her namesake, got up tres’/
early to get worms.

Where I Want To Live: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

The silence. The stars. /
The breeze through the trees. No cars./
I wish she was here.