Posts Tagged ‘no spark’

Pixels Of Light, Words On A Page: Romantic Blogging Iambic Poetic Lament

January 7, 2016

I stand
as a man,
and expose
my soul
and my head
with dread,
and my heart.
Women want to see other parts:

The plump
gut or rump,
the face wrinkles,
the sprinkles
of grey
I won’t wash away.
For until we’ve met in person,
I’m a pixels of light version.
I could be real,
like what I feel,
or just a joke
made with mirrors and smoke.

I write words
some deep, some absurd
that say who I am,
and she’ll listen
and, if in tune,
she might swoon
and think me great,
and can not wait.
To greet me.
She feels romantically
inclined;
thinks I might be divine,
and just right.
But it requires sight.
We can’t be complete
until we at last meet.

I’m just paint on her palette;
a sculptor’s chisel and mallet
laying still and unused.
And she’s just my dreamed Muse.

I park
my car,
stand up, and from afar,
She sees no spark.
She feels no fun.
We’re done.
Over. Finito. Finished.
Visions once so delish
are now just pixels of light
that failed to ignite.

Words on a page
which once engaged
her mind, heart and soul,
no longer glow,
but now vanish,
and the mist
of possibility
ceases to be.

(Except, guess what?
It could be “Or Not!”)

Back To School Time: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

July 18, 2014

She said she feels no/
“magic” with me. It’s time to/
return to Hogwarts.

Why She Didn’t Respond: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

January 1, 2014

Was chemistry there,/
(he thought to himself), she would/
stop and answer him.

Christmas Wish Chemistry Set: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetic Lament

December 5, 2010

He sighed./
She thot something was amiss./
He was denied./She sank deeper in2 the abyss./

This Christmas he prayed he’d finally get
a grown-up boy’s chemistry set.