Where Was She Before? Romantic Blogging Sonnet Lament

A Nana’s deep words and photos
dance with and grip my soul:
Canada geese in flight. Moon rise.
An autumn river’s flow.

Unknown, she grew up and lives
amidst fall’s brightly-hued leaves.
Just as I, as a child, did:
captured by the spells that nature weaves.

She will live free (or die!)
As I did the Midwest.
She even wears the same boots as I!
We could be lovers (or twins at best).

But someone else has gone where I want to go.
I wish I was the one who’d met her long ago.

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“Hot” Self Defined: Romantic IMprov Limerick

She asked common men for a “hot” definition.
Although I’m a poet, I’m no statistician.
Still, I gazed at her photo and the answer became clearer:
To discover the meaning she could just look in the mirror!
Then she would see and grasp that hotness condition.

Important Things To Do Today: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

Of all the things I /
could do today, getting back/
on track was vital.

And Yet, I Do: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

It’s always fright’ning/
to write someone a poem and/
not get a response.

The Poet’s Muse (Surprised?): Romantic Email Haiku

Yes, I’m a poet./
Did she enjoy being my/
muse? I thought she might.

Ready To Cast Off: Romantic Email Haiku

I’m ready to cast/
off my bow line, and steer past/
breakwaters. But where?

Unfettered Restrictions: Revolutionary Email Haiku

Some see restrictions/
as chains, but We will stand free,/
unfettered, and dream.

Leaving Safe Harbors: Romantic Email Haiku

She was the type of /
destination woman he’d/
leave safe harbors for.

When A Rose Bloomed: Romantic Blogging Haiku

I thought I saw a/
rose blossom, once, when she, for/
a brief second, smiled.

I Couldn’t Dream Her: Romantic Email Haiku

Because I write poems,/
I get to dream. But even/
I couldn’t dream her.