When we fear bad that/
could be, we miss out on the/
amazing that is.
Tag Archives: miss
These And Those Deep Chats: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku Lament
It’s mornings like these,/
and afternoons like that, when/
I miss our deep chats.
Miss ______? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Long before I knew/
that she was Miss Anything,/
I wanted to ask.
OR
Long before I knew/
she was missing anything,/
I wanted to ask.
Missing Her Missing Him: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
He missed her laughter,/
energy, spirit and more./
She just missed his thumb.
Why She Misses Me: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Of course she misses/
me. I’m the only guy who’ll/
treat her decently.
Control The Flame: Romantic Improv Haiku
If you get the fire /
going, then you might lose sight/
of gorgeous sunsets.
How Much Is Much? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
When I don’t hear from/
you much, it reminds me of/
how much I miss you.
RE: Subject: Poetry — Where My Poetry Went: Revolutionary Email Response Haiku
A friend wrote the following email:
“I apologize for intruding in your e-mail/life but I MISS YOUR POETRY SO MUCH! What happened to your one-a-day poem goal? I still check your blog at least once a day. WHEN you post, my heart starts beating & I relish every word! Then there is the day after day after day of….nothing. I hope all is well with you and you are just busy.
~A starving, yearning, craving, longing, ravenous, eager, hopeful, languishing (you get the drift) poetry fan.”
In response, several thoughts came up. This is probably the most correct (and profound):
She asked where and why/
my poems vanished. She never/
grasped her muse power.
Leaving Too Soon: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku
They rushed down the trails,/
got to their cars, drove fast and/
missed spectacular.
OR
They rushed down mountains,/
reached their cars, drove away fast,/
missed spectacular.
Missing The Sunbeam: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
He was stuck in rain./
When, at last, the clouds parted,/
he missed the sunbeam.