Posts Tagged ‘email’

Break Up Silence: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

June 5, 2011

I thought breaking up/
through email was awful. No./
Silence is much worse.

Others Bring Joy, Too: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

May 24, 2011

She craves honesty./
She shares praising, fun emails./
Her joy resonates.

Sky Harbor’s Wireless Mess: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

May 10, 2011

A super-modern/
airport delivers emails/
as if by pigeon.

Numbers Mean Nothing: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry Lament

April 19, 2011

Numbers:/
__ since she called./
__ since she texted./
__ since we im’d./
__ since she emailed./
__ since she saw me./

What do/
numbers add up to/
and mean?/
Nothing.

Original
Numbers:/
39 since she called./
35 since she texted./
14 since we im’d./
98 since she emailed./
Minus 1 since I wasn’t on email./
38 since she saw me./

What do/
numbers add up to/
and mean?/
Nothing.

Revealing My Feelings in an Email: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Limerick

February 15, 2011

I’m sorry for the email, though true,/
which I hastily wrote to you./
It slammed you a bit/
at the start of it,/
but you’ll know what I think of you.

Self Emailing: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

December 7, 2010

It’s a good thing I /
send myself emails or I/
wouldn’t get any!

Ah, Youth! Next Steps?: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

July 27, 2010

Where do you go when/
you kiss a girl whose email/
and name are unknown?

Taking Time To Make a Difference: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poetry

April 21, 2010

We don’t take/
time to call,/
email, write a note, small/
things that would make/
a huge difference./
In our defense/
we claim/
we have no time./
Are we insane?

Your Turn to Scripture: A Revolutionary Email Poem

March 31, 2010

Ask, and ye shall receive.
Seek, and ye shall find.
Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
Wer klopfet an, den wird es aufgetan.

And Elijah went upon the mount, and a strong wind came and rent the rocks asunder …
but The LORD was not in the wind.
And after the wind came a fire …
but The LORD was not in the fire.
And after the fire, an earthquake …
but The LORD was not in the earthquake.
And after the earthquake,
a
still,
small
voice.
——-
You have asked.
I’ve given.
You’ve sought.
You found.
You’ve knocked.
I’ve opened.

And after the wind,
the fire,
and the earthquake …
a still,
small
email.

Your turn.

Communication on St. Paddy’s Day: An Emailed Limerick

March 17, 2010

This is where
I wish you didn’t care
if I call you
Or IM, too.
If only you’d dare.