“It is not good for/
man to be alone” can mean/
for the short term, too.
Tag Archives: loneliness
Why Be You? Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet
She, alone, stood
and, debating her own best good,
faced down the gaping abyss
of conscious solo loneliness.
She knew another decision would
be, by others, easily understood
if she, reconsidering, stepped back;
let herself be lead down a different track.
She could easily hike hand in hand
through life’s journey with a man
who had never truly got
the greater knowledge and light she sought.
But she turned her vision to a loftier view;
Spread forth her arms, lept out, and flew.
Beautiful Blue Bar Blonde, Alone: Romantic Email Free Verse
She sat in the middle-of-a-cornfield,
Up-on-the-Hill ,
Blues bar,
listening,
slow dancing,
sharing that loneliness drink,
(So much better
than drinking alone.)
One wondered how she,
blonde beauty,
could ever be left
weekend alone;
how her kind, caring
intelligence
and deep soul
would not draw someone
smart enough
to be kind and caring,
deeply,
always.
When he learned how she was,
he asked,
because she shouldn’t be
alone
as she was,
and he knew he
could change that
and her.
Because when she says she’s “sort of seeing someone”,
she’s admitting that she’s also kind of not.
Lonely In Bed: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
When we hate going/
to bed, it’s often just a/
sign of loneliness.
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?
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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.