A child with a good/
relation with his mom should/
never stand her up.
Tag Archives: hurting
Ruined Relationship By Dad – Haiku Lament
Behold, I’ve become
Daddi-o, destroyer of/
my relationships.
Holiday Gift Giving Fails: 3 Revolutionary Blogging Haiku Laments
It might be time I/
stop guessing what gifts I should/
give. I’m not that good.
OR:
It might be time to/
stop guessing what gifts to give./
Seems I’m not that good.
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When you’ve blown someone/
away with a gift, it’s hard/
to ever repeat.
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Folks should know: When they’re/
not enthused getting gifts, the /
source dries up quickly.
Ancient Of Days Result: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Torn tendons. Torqued back./
Bruised wrist. Blisters. Bad eyes. Scouts,/
yard work, or marriage?
Liking All That Nature Stuff: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku Lament
She heaved a deep sigh/
and said her guy liked that “stuff”./
He’s sad ‘midst treasures.
Finally Learning Life’s Lessons: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet
My early life seemed always
to play the same old song.
I lived a decades-long phase
where I was told “You’re wrong.”
Everything I did or said
was corrected or changed.
It at last went to my head.
I felt foolish and deranged.
In my effort to change my life
I took another way.
I dumped corrective strife.
It seemed foolish to stay.
Now I see the truth of my strange and weird way:
I’m at last honest. Now I must be certain of what I say.
SHHHH! Speaking Truth Quietly: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
There are truths which need/
to be said, for your sake, but/
kept private for hers.
Where She Goes Away: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
She’s deep in her phone/
at sunset. Pink Floyd plays: “How/
I wish you were here.”
Such A Loss: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
Her hands made art, wrote/
words. Now they’ve taken who she/
*was, not all she’ll be.
OR
*was and all she’d be.
Dancing With Myself Dislike: Romantic Blogging Haiku Lament
Going to concerts/
solo reminds me how much/
I hate loneliness.