Some claim a nose and/
an armpit can’t be friends. Why/
not? Who nose* stench best?
OR
*finds
Posts Tagged ‘nose’
Why Can’t We Be Friends? Revolutionary IMprov Haiku
January 15, 2014Where My Nose Is: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament
October 16, 2013I asked her what she/
was doing. Her silence said:/
“None of your business!”
To A Woman Who Nose How Men Are: Romantic IMprov Email Sonnet
December 29, 2010I could be, you know,
her Cyrano,
(albeit, I suppose,
without the pronounced nose.)
I mean, I do have one,
(most breathing men do),
but the nom de plume’s for fun,
not some large thing I often blew.
For a true poet, instead,
may pose as Cyrano to discuss
the improv poetry in his head;
NOT his proboscis!
I hope she’ll consider if she’d soon deign to meet,
where I will woo her with words witty and sweet.