You don’t dance with your/
Feet. Keep the beat with your heart/
and move with your soul.
Tag Archives: rhyme scheme
Slipping While Climbing: Romantic Blogging Sonnet
He tried to climb/
to her lofty peak.
Companionship sublime/
was what he’d seek.
He lost the right path/
along that high way.
Trying to create laughs;
he failed in what to say.
As he fell and slipped/
down the mountain side,/
he murmured to himself, tight lipped:
“That wasn’t how I should have tried.”
He wondered: Could he try again, change and repent/
now that he was sure where the correct path went?
Sympathy As A Friend Passes: Revolutionary Email Rhyming Haiku
Death’s just a gate, but/
to we who must wait, it’s a/
wall we wet with tears.
A Day Of Seeing: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Major changes are/
coming my way as I say:/
“I see” and “I see!”
She Wants To Be My Personal Shopper: Romantic Country And Western Email Song
The pretty girl
in the satin dress,
starts mocking me me
when I don’t look my best.
She doesn’t care I’ve been out
workin’ up the land.
Tryin’ to feed my family;
doin’ what I can.
She thinks she knows best
how a man should look.
She subscribes to GQ,
but that’s not my style book.
So how can she be
a personal shopper for me?
She can’t match my faded blue jeans
with my v-necked Ts.
She’ll try to dress me up;
‘cuz she knows I’m handsome but…
How can she be
a personal shopper for me?
I’ll have to admit
I can clean up real nice.
When I’m not in my work clothes
I make the women look twice.
Yup, most women say
my tux makes me looks great.
Maybe not 007.
But certainly 008.
But I’m not into
what lots of women say.
I’m a one woman man
and I like it that way.
So why would she be
a personal shopper for me?
She can’t match my v-necked Ts
with my faded blue jeans.
She may try to dress me up;
she knows I’m handsome but…
How can she be
a personal shopper for me?
She’d like dress me up;
but looking good for her’s enough…
So maybe, privately,
she’ll shop personally for me.
Or maybe, privately,
she’ll dress
to impress
only me.
Going To My Garden: Revolutionary ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Don’t bother to write/
or phone. I am going to/
my garden alone.
Why Not Out There? Romantic Email Rhyming Haiku
Out in the middle/
of nowhere, I could be a/
poet there as well!
Why I Sleep: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku
You ask if I sleep./
Yes, I do, so I can dream/
of women like you!
Fool By The School Pool ViaDuck: Revolutionary Improv Limerick
See the duck within the pool!/
See the students walking home from school!/
See the blonde taking pictures there!/
See the moonlight shimmering in her hair!/
See the man who stands a fool.