Mothers Day, 2017, Tribute: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Prose

I texted this to a friend early this morning. As I wrote this, deep in my thoughts were the way my own birth Mother raised me until 10, and how she has been my roommate for the last 6 years; my Mom, who took over raising me through the tough tween and teen years, and who was such a great friend and companion to my father for more than 55 years (and still counting! ); and the mother of my children, who was my friend and companion for decades, and who has continued to love, support and sustain our children.
I think it applies to almost every mother I know, and so, even though I’m not mentioning you by name, I hope you will feel honored this Mother’s Day. And thank you!

Motherhood may start at the birth of children. Some may think it ends when those children leave the nest, but true compassionate mothers continue to provide spiritual, physical, emotional, and mental support and stability and stay connected to their children throughout their life.
You are doing that with your children, and so, on this Mother’s Day, I honor you and respect you and uplift you and wish you a happy and joyful Mother’s Day.

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Respect, Yet Hope: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

I will respect her/
enough to back away, while/
Facing her with hope.
OR

I will respect her/
enough to back away, yet/
still face her with hope.

Upon Reading Of Her Boring Honeymoon: Romantic IMprov Haiku

He would speak for most/
other men and ask: “Dear Lord,/
Why can’t he be me?”

Why Would Someone Ask About My Kissing? Revolutionary IMprov Limerick

I kiss. Kissing is swell.
(I’ve been told I kiss well!*)
But part of my allure
is that a woman can be sure
that I will never ever tell.

*Kissing analysis and statistics gathered from independent study participants who volunteered their comments and information. Analysis, insights, summaries and anecdotal comments included:
“_______!!! Oh ______!!!!!!”
“______! And then, __________!!!”
and:
“________? Dave _________, and I _______!!!”
Past performance should be indicative of future results.

We Honor You Thus: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

I also weep, bow,/
and write “Organ Donor” on/
my driver’s license.

Morning Drive Flag Respect: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

Every morning I/
tip my hat to the flag. Why/
not? We live awesome!

Do Not Contact: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

If you tell me to/
not contact you and I don’t,/
don’t be mad at me.

Giving Up My Seat For The Beat: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

When an old lady,/
dressed in pink, wants to groove to/
the beat, give your seat.

Respect Versus Desire: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

She is a daughter/
of God. I respect her more/
than I desire her.

Hear Her “No.” — Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

When I ask many/
times, and she says no, I should/
accept her answer.
OR

If I ask and she/
says no to me but yes to/
others, I should hear*.

*learn.