Two Neighborhoods. Two Sounds. Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Most neighborhoods have/
singing birds. Mine has freeway/
truck noise. Should I move?

So Close, And Yet … Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

I was in her ‘hood./
She couldn’t know how hard it/
was to not reach out.

Jello Mold Fence: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku

Somewhere by me there/ .
must be neighborhoods I’ll see/
equally quirky.

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Don’t Let Me Forget: Revolutionary ImproVerse IMbic Poem

Flags in my neighborhood/
make me ask why./
Then I remember/
a long-ago September:/
Death from the sky/
and I cry.

No Trees No Birds No Songs: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

It should not shock me/
that a neighborhood with no /
trees hears no bird songs.