Black Hole Heart: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

The emptiness that/
fills my ears is only matched /
by my heart’s black hole.

Solitary Beach Sounds: Romantic IMprov Haiku

Your distant silence/
roars in my ears like breaking/
waves on a lone beach.

Full Garden’s Verses: Romantic Email Sonnet

If you let me,
I shall write you poetry
worthy to interest and woo
even the most cynical vous.

And, if you’ll pardon,
I can help in your garden,
where, together, we’ll till the dirt
until our rough and dirty fingers hurt.

Then we’ll take the spoils
of our sweated, painful toils
and with the results of harvest,
create results that rival chefs’ best.

All the while your mind will be lifted
as your ears and soul with poetry are gifted.

A Woman’s Eros Portal: Revolutionary Email Haiku

A man on Facebook, when told a group of women needed a poet as well as a cabana boy, made the arguement that “..no words need to be spoken.” I responded:

A woman’s largest/
sex organ is her brain. Her/
ears and eyes, portals.
(OR)

A woman’s largest/
sex organ is her brain. Her/
ears are my portals.

Where Her Feet Are: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

She likes her feet by/
her ears. That’s not far to pull/
them out of her mouth.