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A Study In Early Morning Pain: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Laments

I’m starting to write in sets. As with yesterday’s collection, this morning group of haiku starts with the earliest first, spread over a couple of hours.

Sunday, Oct. 28, 4:17 a.m.
Response To A Late Text
I sleep early to/
ease my pain, so I’m sorry/
if I don’t answer.
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4:19 a.m.
Am I Angry?
It was never an/
anger, just a hurt caused by/
the constant silence.
OR
I’m never angry,/
just feeling hurt again by/
your constant silence.
OR
I’m rarely angry./
I’m feeling confused again/
by distant silence.
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4:43 a.m.
Finally Getting An Oldie
There’s a song that says:/
“I haven’t got time for the/
pain.” Now I get it.
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4:49 a.m.
Full Moon Alone
Does she care what it’s/
like to see a full moon with/
no one to share it?
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5 a.m.
Gooey Realization
I just realized:/
The warm goo inside of you/
is not there from me.
———–

5:13 a.m.
How Warm Feelings Are Lost
I shouldn’t have told/
you that I felt warm goo, too./
Silence vanished it.
———–

A Study In Lonely: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Laments

Usually these would be separate postings, but they all deal with the same emotion and situation, so I thought it’d be interesting to group together. They start with the earliest first, and progress through the period of a couple of days.

Friday, Oct. 26, 18:10 p.m.
So What If The Moon’s Out? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
A week later it/
doesn’t matter if the moon’s/
out. So what? She’s not.
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Friday, Oct. 26, 19:22 p.m.
What Does Your Silence Mean? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
You didn’t call last/
night nor this morn nor today./
Is this your goodbye?
———–
Saturday, Oct. 27, 1:21 a.m.
The Moon’s Still Up: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
The moon is still up./
I am, too. She may be, but/
I’ll never know it.
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 5:35 a.m.
I Am Not Old, Dude: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Your old dudes could stay
far away from you but that’s/
something I can’t do.
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 5:48 a.m.
Truth Hurts Less: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
She could just tell me/
the truth. It would hurt much less/
than me not knowing.
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:07 a.m.
From Goo To Nothing: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
She went from goo and/
“I miss you!” to nothing at/
all. That is painful.
Or
…all. What did I do?
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:17 a.m.
Loss Of Energy: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
What’s happened to me/
and my vaunted energy?/
Did she pull the plug?
Or
Did God pull the plug?
OR
Did thugs pull the plug?
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:24 a.m.
Mirror, Mirror Breaking: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Sometimes you look in/
a mirror and think you see/
yourself. Then it breaks.
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:27 a.m.
Is It Ever Time Wasted? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Is it ever time/
wasted to make up rhymes for/
one who won’t answer?

OR

It’s a waste of my/
time to make up rhymes for one/
who won’t answer me.