Returning To Seattle: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Giant red cedars./
Moss. Ferns. Rain. Gray skies. Traffic.
I don’t miss a thing.

Rose-Colored Glasses Clouds: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

When you finally/
gaze at clouds through rose-colored/
glasses, they look cool.

When Clouds Cover the Moon: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

The full moon was out./
There were things I had to say/
to her. Then clouds came.

Sunrise And Clouds: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

When you want to watch/
and embrace the sunrise, you/
may greet clouds instead.

Always Writing Correct Form Haiku: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

She asked if I could.
Like sun comes up behind clouds,
I’ll not always show.

Missing The Sunbeam: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.