Loud Mouth Shy Guy: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She never knew: Down/
the alley was a guy who/
had no guts to ask.

Brunette Dreaming: Romantic Free Verse Poetry

She was brunette,
too,
young,
like me,
and I dreamed
and planned
and schemed
how to
date her,
and to what?

My German class
crush.
When I finally dared,
for the first time ever,
to ask her out,
heart in throat,
palms sweating,
stomach butterflying,
she said
she was
“too busy”.

Funny how some things
don’t change.
Maybe
it’s a brunette thing.

Old Crush: Romantic IMprov Haiku

Does she know I had/
a crush on her? With each pain/
she feels, I now ache.