Facebook “Like” Means Little: Revolutionary IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Wouldn’t it be great/
if everyone who “liked” your/
post wanted to date?

Driving To A Blind Date: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She stared and smiled at/
me, eyes gleaming, thrilled to meet,/
until I stood up.

A Guy’s Online Dating Lament: Revolutionary Email Poem

I’m a pretty smart guy,
I think.
Yet sometimes I
could be driven to drink
(although I don’t,
and I won’t)
by the complexity
that lies before me
as I fish.
I wish
there was some way
to quickly say:
“Don’t think I’m a nut
if I want to follow up!”
without seeming greedy,
or appearing to be needy.
You email a woman who says
“Yeah, you’re funny,
and I’ll bet
you’d give me
a run for my money
intellectually … ”
and then …
nothing.
So you email her again.
This much is true:
you then have no clue
what else to do.
Do you wait?
Let her contemplate?
Trust your life to technological fate?
Or move on?
(What if she’s the only one
who’s caught your interest
thus?)
Update/
to her “cute…thanks :-)” response
at ten thirty-eight:
And the answer
to the question
from the romancer
is______________ … indigestion?

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Interested in Being Interested: Revolutionary Email Poetry

What’s on my mind?
You.
At least to find out about
You.

A good way to do
that
is to IM
or chat.

Doesn’t have to be
Yahoo.
Any IM thingy
will do.

Gmail.
MSN
I suppose a call
now and then
would do
too.

Or texting.
Or I guess email
would work as well.
From what I can tell.

What are we looking for?
Pen pals?
Friends?
Super-friends?
More?
Lovers?
Companions until the bitter end?

If you were interested in a guy,
and you emailed him,
and you didn’t know why
but on a whim
he didn’t email back for … several days,
would you forget him?

I’m movin’ on! Tough!
Or would you think:
Nah, he’s just not interested enough
to jump off the brink.

Maybe the real question we all have to ask us
is this: how interested
in being interested
are we…
really?