Wildflower Lunch With Eeyore And Magpies: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

These Eeyorian
thistles* are so pretty I’ll/
gladly not eat them.

OR

Lunchtime with Eeyore./
These thistles are so pretty.
I’ll look and not lunch.

*Upon closer examination, these purple wildflowers are NOT thistles.

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Heart-Stopping Fox Gloves: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

Fox gloves are pretty./
But, like women, you won’t know/
that they’ll stop your heart.

Pretty Is … : Romantic ConTEXTing Poem

Someone I’d like to wake up to,/
tho covered in goo,/
is very pretty/
to me!/

Tho her hair’s out of place,/
the peace on her face/
radiates./
She looks great.

Friend’s Pirate Pity: Revolutionary IMprov IMbic Poetry

“I shall pity the Pirate” /
she said with a smile, /
but it was too late,/
for all the while,/
it was her pretty/
that deserved the pity.

Missing My IBB: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

I am missing my /
IBB. Pity. She is/
witty and pretty.

What a Gentleman Would Do: Romantic Email Poetry

What a funny, witty
romantic gentleman would do
upon meeting a woman as pretty
as you.

He’d take a moment
do drink her all in
(with the glance of a gent;
not a smirking grin!)

He’d open the door
then stand aside
as she crossed the floor
and wowed all inside.

He’d lead her to
a quiet table by the glass,
and would do what gents do
(at least those with class):

He’d help with her jacket;
assist with her chair.
(Not to cause fuss nor racket.
It’s how a gent shows he cares!)

He’d make some suggestions
(perhaps without wine,
not wishing to dull
a visage such as thine!)

With bright conversation
kept witty and light
they’d explore permutations
of topics through the night.

And then when the evening
so swiftly had past,
he’d be a gentleman,
and walk her at last

to her transportation
or her door, depending how they’d met,
and, without hesitation,
discuss without regret

of the great time he’d had
and she would agree.
Then he’d send her to bed
(just not too early).

And thank her sincerely
for her depth, style and grace,
and mention, most clearly,
he hoped to see her face

soon, rather than late.
And she’d reply, saying: *I can’t wait!”
That’s what a gentleman, and lady, would do
(at least if I were me, and you were you!)

Persisting Perhaps: Romantic Email Sonnet

Why do I persist?
It’s like this:
You seem amusing,
though slightly confusing.

You seem intelligent
(although
I never seem to know
where you went!)

Your smile, your hair
your face seem pretty.
Yeah, I care
that you’re in my city.

And I will not, unlike lesser chaps,
be discouraged by a simple “Perhaps”.

Blonde Witty Pretty By Piano: Romantic ConTEXTing Poem

Blonde./
Witty./
Pretty./
Fond/
of life’s/
ebb and flow,/
and lack of strife./
She sat by a piano,/
speaking of her kid./
She asked me/
if I’d write her poetry./
So I did.

Mundane Discourse vs. Witty Banter: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

Does all discourse need 2b witty?/
Does she always need 2b pretty?/
Or can conversation b mundane/
the way looks can b plain/
yet still do/
what they’re meant 2?