Posts Tagged ‘Doubt’

What Tears Are These, Shed? Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

April 3, 2017

He was not surprised /
that she made him cry, but these /
were not tears of joy.

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Experience Is A Cruel Teacher: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

November 29, 2016

She wonders why he/
doubts and fears. She doesn’t know/
his experience.

God’s A Ironic Painter: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

September 19, 2016

Strange, isn’t it, how/
the same views which make some doubt,/
help others believe.Dead tree, autumn leaf color, Mt. Nebo, Utah

Here We Go Again — Another Misguided Love Poem Object: Revolutionary Iambic Poem Lament

April 22, 2015

I had heard
his rhyming words
before,
espousing how glor-
ious he thought his love.
How she was sent from above.
How she was his true lover.
How he could not imagine another.

And now,
somehow,
he takes up his pen
and again
speaks of his love, sweet.
How she is so neat.

And though this one
is maybe not as fun,
she is not the bummer
as was his love of last summer.

So what am I to believe?
He scarcely took time to grieve
his previous girl
whom (he proclaimed to the world)
was sent to him.
Did she become some whim?

The even deeper question
to this public indigestion
is: Where comes the need to publicly proclaim
about a latest passionate love and flame?

I don’t even want to look
at such posts on Facebook,
because I know I’ll read there
about some new love so true and rare.

Just like we all did last year
about someone who was thought equally dear.
Why does the poet yet again
(as he did back so earnestly then)
feel the need to shout
publicly out
someone he’s now crazy about?

(And it’s not just him.
Many others, seemingly on a whim,
positively state
they’ve found their true mate.)

(And we knowingly smile
and wait awhile
until the new romance starts to fade
like morning dew in a sun-drenched glade).

Why don’t such lovers, instead,
(knowing how emotions so oft are mislead)
watch, wait and see
if the new “we”
(this romantic she plus he)
can make that commitment
which is truly heaven-sent
for eternity?

We can, (and should) I suppose,
publicly disclose
when we are fond of one,
how we, together, have fun.

But to loudly and publicly proclaim
“She’s the ONE!” seems a bit inane.
If this is indeed a love so rare
why not be quiet and keep it hidden there?

At least until it grows and blossoms forth.
At least until love has truly run its course
and we’re ready to shout “S/he and me
will now be us for eternity?”

I, for one, have my doubts
that such proclaimed “true love” will last out,
(just based on experience;
knowing how other ones went.)

Of course, when we hear such a new boast,
we could, I guess, prepare a generic post (or toast):
“OH! You both make such a cute pair!
You and [insert the new love’s name here____].”

That is not at all to say
that the poet should be silent. No way!
We may, in messages between us
expound our full love beyond what ever was.

Such private notes of sweetest passion
put us in Browning’s and Tennyson’s fashion.
Some lovers may in the future find
hope in our quiet proclaimed love divine.

But to place such words out for all to see
Feels like love (and such thoughts) come cheaply.
That it doesn’t really matter who:
We just need someone to publicly woo.

Call me a jaded cynic.
Perhaps it’s true.
But I’ll not mimic
exposing my love to view.

At least ’til I know, and am sure
She’s the one who I’ve searched for.
Then, it would seem quite right
To write a sonnet for our wedding invite.

Who Texts You More? Romantic ConTEXTing Iambic Poem

March 18, 2015

I’m sure there are a lot of guys /
who text you more than I./
But I doubt there are many who/
think about you/
as much as I do.

Now, I Don’t Doubt: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

March 16, 2014

I never doubted/
the Gospel’s truth. I doubted/
*my strength to live it.

OR
*my faith to obey.

No Room For Doubt: Romantic IMprov Haiku

September 7, 2012

She won’t believe ’til/
I wrap her up so much there’s/
no other options.

Things To Think About: Romantic ConTEXTing Limerick

July 30, 2011

She gave him some things to think about.
Before they were certain. Now there was doubt.
So he said goodbye,
And left her to try
To finally figure things out.

Conjecturing What It’s About: Revolutionary Poem

June 20, 2011

Conjecturing what something’s about
won’t tell you what it’s about
until it comes about.

And once you find out
what it’s about
give me a shout
and we can talk it out
(’cause you’ll know what it’s about
without
a doubt).