Archive for September, 2010

2nd Chance Haiku Romance: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

September 28, 2010

Rarely does one get/
a second chance at Haiku/
romance. I did. Thanks!

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Open the Book of My Soul: Romantic IMprov Poetry

September 28, 2010

She, feeling the poet’s creative glow,/
wanted to read more of his words’ flow./

“Now” (he thought to himself)/
“if only she’d take me/
and not just my poetry/
off the shelf,/

and turn the pages there/
and open up and bare/
my soul to her view./
That’s what I’d like her to do.”

But she, instead,/
was more prompted/
to refer him on/
to another one./

Which always struck the poet as strange/
that desired women should arrange/
for their friends a proposed match,/
when they, themselves, were the hoped-for catch.

To a Rose with a new/old profile photo: Improv Blogging Poem

September 27, 2010

My friend returned from a self-discovery trip to Italy. About a week later, she took down the profile photo of her lounging by the pool, and posted her business photo… so I wrote this.

Is this again
who my friend is?
A trimmed, pruned, perfectly-in-place
Rose, sitting in a manicured garden?

The Rose I know
is a flora bunda,
throwing herself
with passion and gusto
hither and yon,
first straddling,
then climbing over garden walls,
exploring, untrained, places
outside her artificial limits;
destinations where her gardeners,
in their stiff shoes and mucked-up boots,
say she shouldn’t go.

But she escapes her artifical confines anyway,
because she knows that,
by thrusting off those fake constraints,
the freedom causes her to radiate blossoms continually.
It’s as though her growth freeds her roots,
which then let her produce new blooms,
almost so many that you can’t count.
And they are rich and deep:
When people pass by this Rose, the scent
permiates the air
and makes them glad they are present.

No, this visage is not my friend.
The Rose I know is not tidy,
not pruned,
not controlled,
nor kept.
But her wild exuberance
makes her all the more
lovely.

The Path With No Instead: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

September 26, 2010

I hope yer walk/
back 2 Church and God/
has been going as U thot/
and as it ought./

The path we tread/
isn’t always lite,/
but is always right./
There’s no instead.

Keeping Your Mind Open: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

September 26, 2010

I hope the forgotten orifices/
that you’ve opened wide/
2 my touch, words and kisses/
can capture and retain/
peace and joyfulness/
that you can use again.

Poetry, Unseen, Still Exists: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry

September 26, 2010

Tho U don’t c/
my newest poetry,/
just means U miss/
thots that still exist./

They r words/
spoken 2 the earth,/
captured by the wind,/
fueling your inner fire again.

Canoeing Invitation: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

September 25, 2010

Canoe?
At 2?
Me and you?
Red Hook Brew
ery?
Incredible day.
What do you say?

Poetry Like Foreplay: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

September 25, 2010

When my poetry/
is like foreplay to her,what/
more is there to say?

To One Dying Inside: Romantic Improv Poem

September 24, 2010

Please,
stop dying.
I want
to take you
dancing.