It’s mornings like these,/
and afternoons like that, when/
I miss our deep chats.
Tag Archives: missing her
4 A.M. Sorrow: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku
He’s sad he can’t sneak/
down the long corridor and/
hug* her this early.
Baseline: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
She’s the baseline, the/
standard by which all are
found/
wanting. Now I am.
Missing Her: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
She spends her time in/
my blog*, reading. I’d prefer/
she spend time with me.
OR
*with/
my poems
Out Of Date(s): Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Why do 70’s/
love songs make me miss her, a/
60s girl, right now?