Posts Tagged ‘hurting’

Holiday Gift Giving Fails: 3 Revolutionary Blogging Haiku Laments

December 3, 2018

It might be time I/
stop guessing what gifts I should/
give. I’m not that good.
OR:
It might be time to/
stop guessing what gifts to give./
Seems I’m not that good.
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When you’ve blown someone/
away with a gift, it’s hard/
to ever repeat.
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Folks should know: When they’re/
not enthused getting gifts, the /
source dries up quickly.

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Ancient Of Days Result: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 20, 2018

Torn tendons. Torqued back./
Bruised wrist. Blisters. Bad eyes. Scouts,/
yard work, or marriage?

Liking All That Nature Stuff: Revolutionary Blogging Rhyming Haiku Lament

May 10, 2018

She heaved a deep sigh/
and said her guy liked that “stuff”./
He’s sad ‘midst treasures.
A backyard of daisies, poppies and other wildflowers, NW Georgia, May 2018

Finally Learning Life’s Lessons: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet

April 26, 2018

My early life seemed always
to play the same old song.
I lived a decades-long phase
where I was told “You’re wrong.”

Everything I did or said
was corrected or changed.
It at last went to my head.
I felt foolish and deranged.

In my effort to change my life
I took another way.
I dumped corrective strife.
It seemed foolish to stay.

Now I see the truth of my strange and weird way:
I’m at last honest. Now I must be certain of what I say.

SHHHH! Speaking Truth Quietly: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

March 18, 2018

There are truths which need/
to be said, for your sake, but/
kept private for hers.

Where She Goes Away: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

March 17, 2018

She’s deep in her phone/
at sunset. Pink Floyd plays: “How/
I wish you were here.”

Such A Loss: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

November 19, 2017

Her hands made art, wrote/
words. Now they’ve taken who she/
*was, not all she’ll be.

OR
*was and all she’d be.

Dancing With Myself Dislike: Romantic Blogging Haiku Lament

July 21, 2017

Going to concerts/
solo reminds me how much/
I hate loneliness.

Her Love’s Still On Facebook: Romantic Blogging Haiku

July 3, 2017

He smiles at me from/
her embrace on Facebook. I/
think: “She’s not ready.”

Barefoot Desert Dancing Beach Boy: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 19, 2017

MDancing barefoot in the desert on SoDa Row to a Beach Boys tribute band June 2017y feet are cracked. Pain./
It’s what you get from dancing/
Barefoot in deserts.