I think I want a/
girl who won’t change my clothes, my/
jokes, my joy-core me.
Tag Archives: working through issues
Bubble Pop: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
She was the only/
bubble I had to protect/
me from worldly junk.
OR
She was the bubble/
I used to shelter me from/
worldly garbage. Pop!
Perception Versus Reality: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Do I always say /
dumb things or do I just think/
I say stupid things?
Meaningless Meaning: Revolutionary IMproVerse Haiku
What’s meaningful to/
me but not solid to you/
ends up meaning nichts.
OR
What’s meaningful to/
me but not solid to you/
means it means nothing.
Continuous Learning Process: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku
Why do I just keep/
being stooopid, instead of/
just simply being.
Still Not Changed Enough: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament
“Dress better.” “Calm down.”/
“Be good.” “Act professional.”/
I thought I’d changed more.
Or
“Dress better.” “Calm down.”/
“Be good.” “Act professional.”/
I’m still not enough.
My Stomach Hurts: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku Lament
The nerves of “What did/
I do!?!” in writing about/
you are wrecking me.
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.