First Paddle Up The Chickamauga In My New Kayak: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

My first kayak trip./
My phone breaks. No photos. Just/
like Lewis and Clark.

Saxman Redux: 9:30 p.m. Ft. Lauderdale Jazzman

As in N’ahlens, my/
Gator jazz/blues saxman will/
just live in mem’ry.
OR
Gator saxman plays ‘Misty’/
just in my mem’ry.

Missed Photo, Captured Memory: Revolutionary Haiku

Pink turquoise seafood/
with bright orange and red clouds:/
my phone-less sunset.