Sheets Are Caves And Dutch Ovens: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

Maybe I could be/
your captured knave./
I think of/
you and me and cave./

Pull sheets up over/
your head.
Cave is
sheets in bed./

Lovin’/
Dutch oven.

Things I’ve Seen, You Think: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

I’ve seen shoes, cave, bed./
Can I see inside your head?/
What are you thinking?

Dreaming of Listening To Frogs: Romantic ConTEXTing Poem

U showed me your bed,/
gazing east 2wards the rising sun,/
croaking frogs, trees,/
mist, dawn./
2nite I thot/
of laying there with you,/
touching,/
greeting a new day.

Whine about Wine: A Romantic ConTEXTing Poem

I want 2b yer sheraz/
becuz/
yer lips will drink me in./
I want 2b yer merlot,/
U no,/
and yer affections win./
I want 2b the cab/
U must have./
B4 bed,/
sip me instead.

Why You Should Go To Bed: A Revolutionary IMprov Sonnet

Instead of staying up
and caterwauling
and denying my busting nut
by not late-night calling,

Why don’t you instead
do what you should:
Go to bed!
Sleep is good!

So, go to your soft, king sized, where
warm exists, if only in part,
because he’s already there,
leaving dutch oven tarts.

And you can breathe deep, and drink
to my memory, and in the stink.