If she liked me “that/
way,” she’d like my attention./
She doesn’t and won’t.
Category Archives: Romantic ImproVerse Poetry
Some Like It Hot: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Each time I nearly/
scald myself, I recall how/
she liked to shower.
Another Friday Night: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
My first official/
Friday of freedom, and I/
ain’t got nobody.
A Dying Phone Battery Means No Snuggling: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
When my phone batt’ry/
dies, I can’t even snuggle/
next to your photo.
High Train Window Kiss Smear: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Her kiss smeared the train’s/
high window, but I couldnt/
return the favor.
F Wing Muse: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
I’d oft walked F-Wing/
before but the Muse in the /
chair was never there.
OR
I’d oft walked F-Wing/
but the Muse in the chair was/
never there before.
Missing Her Missing Him: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
He missed her laughter,/
energy, spirit and more./
She just missed his thumb.
Not Wanting Out: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
I didn’t want to/
get out of relationships,/
but had to feel loved.
Does Anybody Know The Score? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Suddenly he knew/
that his cleverness and his/
effort scores macht’s nichts.
Chicken, Curry? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
I saw the buffet/
sign and knew why she didn’t/
call me back. She is.