I Grew It From A Pit: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

I have cried cutting/
down trees before, but never/
one that I planted.

In The Shadow Of Death, Life Blooms: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

In the death of an/
apricot tree I planted,/
blooms a lone pink rose.

Don’t Be Sorry For Crying: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

Why apologize/
when emotions are near the/
surface and flow free?

The Pot Calling The Kettle Fat: Revolutionary Improv Limerick

There once was a woman named Zhen*/
Who’d exclaim, (each time she’d walk in):/
“LOOK AT THAT!
You guys are all FAT!”
Which would set us to crying again.
*(pronounced “Zen”)

OR
There once was a woman named Zhen/
(though herself not overly thin),
who’d exclaim: “LOOK AT THAT!
You guys are all FAT!”
Which would set us to whining* again.

*eating

Learning How She Once Felt: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

My daughter’s crying./
You don’t care. My mother is/
dying. You don’t care.

A Death Of Dying: Revolutionary Email Improv Sonnet

You reach, at times,
a death of dying.
When, despite all your rhymes,
you don’t feel like trying.

You make the choice,
and just move on.
You at last give voice
to your independence song.

The pain and hurt
you’ve felt in the past
simply grow inert.
They no longer last.

And as you live without any more crying,
you carry on as your tears are drying.

Worst Father Ever: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku

She calls, asking me/
to take her from something which/
can save her life. No!
–written 2 hours after my daughter was admitted to a treatment center for eating disorders. She called, crying, begging me to pick her up.

Crying All Night: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Crying all night long/
makes it hard to open your/
eyes in the morning.