Posts Tagged ‘nice guy’

I’m Not. Really. Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

June 24, 2017

I’m not a playah./
Really. I’m too insecure./
I try to be nice.

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Kindness Blown Up: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

February 1, 2013

I try hard to be/
a nice guy, yet my kindness/
oft blows up* on me.

OR
*backfires

My Gift To You: I’m Sorry: Revolutionary Improv Blogging Poetry

May 15, 2011

To those I tried to help today:
I’m sorry.
Like my father, my grandfather and grandmother,
my uncle, my great-uncle and great aunt —
and the people they learned it from —
I tried to be kind,
I tried to help,
I tried to serve
without any hope of reward,
without anything other than
maybe
bringing a smile to your face.

There was no reason I had
for doing what I did
except to help,
to lighten your burden,
to share your yoke.

Christ tried to help people,
but He knew how and when
to help.
Me? Not as good at it
as He is.

I make a lot of assumptions.
Many of them are wrong…
and for that, I’m sorry.
But please believe me when I tell you
that I’ll make you breakfast;
drive you around;
help you plant your garden;
edit your photos;
fix your computer;
watch and play with your kids;
give you a shoulder to cry on
and an ear to listen to;
take you shopping;
or any of the other dozens of things
I could do,
that I offer
altruistically,
with charity,
with no real thought
of recognition,
nor reward.

That you are angry with me
makes me sad.
That you think I’m expecting something
from you
makes me hurt
for you.
That you think that every thing
I say
or do
has some ulterior motive
is your belief,
but it is not my reality.

If you are mad at me,
please tell me why,
so I can work on doing things
that make you happy.

That is my real intent.
One hundred percent.
I just try
to be a nice guy.

Alone In No Man’s Land: Romantic IMprov Sonnet

September 14, 2010

Once again I stand
alone in No Man’s Land:
A land that women shun.
Are men there? No, not one!

Except me,
creatively dancing,
writing poetry,
attempting romancing.

And I don’t have to try
to be a nice guy.
But the sad reality
is no woman goes there with me.

And so, there, alone I stand:
A funny intellect in No Man’s land.