Lost On Bus 220: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

A bus and light rail/
rider is never confused/
‘cept in his home town.

Shuffle Off To Draper At The Train Station: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

I wonder how oft/
she danced with herself, that old/
step-ball-change soft shoe.

Light My Heart Before Thursday: Romantic Email Sonnet

I would love to ride on tracks
and walk through the city with you.
I wonder if we’d hear the sax
notes bend from out of view.

I wish
I could be in your space
and would list
to see your bright face

sooner than Thursday
if there was a way.
I could help you do
and see the good work through.

Or we could walk and see the lights.
And my heart would be lit. That would be alright.