Posts Tagged ‘pity party’

Not Complaining About This Father’s Day: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

June 18, 2017

Barbecue, baseball, /
deep discussions. It became/
a good Father’s Day.

Selfless Paridise Pity Party: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

January 12, 2017

I won’t ruin their /
paradise by telling her/
about my heart ache.

Pity Party Reasons: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

October 16, 2013

My pity party/
had to do with missing the/
chance to be with you.

Carpe Diem Solus Man: Revolutionary Free Verse Lament

April 5, 2013

Should I rage
At again
(or still)
Being told
How much I’m missed,
How much I’m needed,
How much I’m thought of;

But when the time comes,
When the opportunity’s there,
When the shot’s ready
To be taken,
I’m forgotten,
Ignored,
Or worse,
Excused away,
Made to believe that
IF
Things were different,
And IF
I had “been there”,
And IF
I’d been more proactive,
The great chance
Would have been mine?

Should I be mad, sad, frustrated?
Or should I just accept
That’s who I am,
That’s how I’m thought of,
That’s the world’s view
of solo mio;

That I’m some invisible
Nothing
Who has such a vast array
Of kind feelings,
Such a tender heart,
such a positive nature,
That people expect
That they can party
And dance
And hold the parade
Without me.

That I’ll just watch,
Face pressed against
The second story window,
As others play,
Until at last
I grow tired
Of being left out,
again,
as I was.

Then I go out
And create my own magic,
Alone,
As I always have,
As I’ve always been,
Carpe Diem Sōlus Man.

Forgotten In Self Pity: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

March 24, 2013

In the fullest throes/
of a self pity party,
I forget: you care.

Pity Is No Party: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

October 21, 2012

A man wants to woo /
a woman with strength, not by /
milking* her pity.

*originally “gaining”

I Was Gone, But … Revolutionary IMprov Poem

March 8, 2011

That wasn’t fun.
I was gone
into
a pool
of pity party poo.

But that’s through
and now I’m back
to doing what I do,
which is to
resonate hot,
because I’ll tell you what!
I am!

And the Femme
Fatale’
that becomes my pal
is gonna see;
and she’s gonna be
one lucky gal.