Posts Tagged ‘lament’

What Have I, Done? Lamenting Haiku

February 28, 2019

I responded bad,/
before I’d read her, knew her./
I feel ill and guilt.

A Voiding Pain: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

November 27, 2012

I’ll sigh, and then I’ll/
cry. Deep inside I’ll die, with/
no real reason why.

A Guy’s Online Dating Lament: Revolutionary Email Poem

April 16, 2010

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 …
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
to her “cute…thanks :-)” response
at ten thirty-eight:

And the answer
to the question
from the romancer
is______________ … indigestion?


Birthday Rejection: A Revolutionary ConTEXTing Lament

October 21, 2009

My Daughter turned
her back 2 me/
hours b4 i turned/
Why am i so hated?
Why isn’t the disgust/
and mistrust/
long ago abated?/
How long/
until my wrong/
is gone?

A Guru Lay-Ment For Today: Romantic IMprov Sonnet

September 6, 2009

Memories of other, older lovers,
Or dreams of them,
Could only be written
Because of what you uncovered.

Not meaning to tear you apart,
Nor make you doubt;
But you exposed my heart
And let cloistered, forgotten feelings out.

And I, not knowing how to control
Feelings locked up so long ago,
Set my soul, heart and mind
To discover and see what I could find.

It is only now I’m beginning to see
That what I longed for stood in front of me.

The Day the Muse Died: A Romantic ConTEXTing Poetic Lament

August 2, 2009

The day the muse died,/
it just happened;/
a complete surprise./
No warning,/
no call,/
no death knell at all./
Just silence.