Don’t invite me, and
don’t wait for me, chances are
we’ll both be alone.
Tag Archives: romance poetry
A Love Who Snores: Rhyming Haiku
I have a love who
snores, but she adores me. How’d
I get so lucky?
Which Way: Late Night Romantic IMprov Haiku
Late at night I find/
myself wondering which path/
to take to reach her.
Close Not The Door Piano: ImproVerse Free Verse
When she plays piano
down the hall,
often she closes the door
so I can’t hear
or be distracted.
Tonight, though,
the door is wide open
as she caresses keys,
improv,
a Church hymn
about space and time
travel.
Each note
takes space
and hangs in the hallway
timeless,
for an eternity,
and I feel myself,
with her,
wrapped in the notes
like a robe
we can share.
As she crosses hands
and moves fingers,
does she know
how that music
(and knowing the words)
fills my head,
my heart,
my soul,
with visions of we,
us,
being there,
in eternal mansions?
Does she feel
that she wants to be
enfolded
with me
for time
and all eternity?
Dear God:
Please let it be so,
that when we are old
and come to dust,
she and I can still hold hands
and sing notes
about
No end
to beauty;
No end
to Love;
No beginning
nor end;
No death above.
Please let us
be so joined
as we hie toward
Your mansion
somewhere good,
in Kolob’s neighborhood.
Hieing To Kolob Piano IMproVerse Romantic Haiku
She riffs a fav’rite/
song. We’ll hie to Kolob. Love/
has no start, no end.
Why I Don’t Write About Her: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Its true: I don’t write/
my deep feelings for her. They’re/
too mushy and sweet.
Don’t Deny Her: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
When you doubt yourself,/
you think you’re not loveable./
What if she doesn’t?
A Tail, Chanting: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
After her tale, it/
was tempting to chant loud and/
long, but we didn’t.
Other Happy Glad – Haiku
Although I didn’t /
see it, feel it or get it,
I’m glad she found joy.
Meaningful Country Western – Haiku
I didn’t expect /
“Already I’m so lonely*”/
To have much meaning.
OR
*lonesome