Yellow Boathouse, Distant Shore, N’er Seen: Revolutionary IM

The beam of sunlight/
illuminates the yellow/
boathouse, never seen.

Yellow boathouse on the eastern shore of Lake Winneconne, WI

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Light Changes Flirts: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

Flirting that’s alright/
On moonlit nights loses its/
clout when the sun’s out.

Locks Of Hair, Flowing: Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

Locks of hair, flowing,/
cascade down her shoulders./
The sunlight catches it, glowing,/
causing suitors to be bolder.

She, fearful, hesitates,/
to take that first stride./
Having learned, too late,/
that it’s sometimes a bad ride.

Yet he, not spurned,/
presses on to know her more./
For in his wisdom he’s learned/
what trust and faith are for.

Those traits, correctly called upon, can unlock the actions/
that make fear undone and open up life’s passions.

Seeing Your Vision: Shared Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

A friend called me from Washington State. She usually writes haiku about what she sees on her drive to work, but this morning, she couldn’t, so she described it to me in a phone call. This haiku is the result:
Branched fingers grope t’ward/
morn’s fogged sunlight. I see your/
phoned distant vision.

Upon Hearing From Ms. Sunshine Again: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

There she, at last, is!/
Bright ray of sunlighted bliss!/
I’m not meaning Sol.