Posts Tagged ‘profile’

Sonnet Smiling: Romantic IMprov Sonnet

July 8, 2015

She reeled him in/
with her smile,/
as though made just for him:/
Beautiful, without guile.

She then (sadly) made him wait
as she nodded sleepily.
He could only anticipate
and try not to do so creepily.

Her smile and her profile
made him seek more.
He’d wait awhile;
what was he looking for?

But then she announced he could not be her mate.
His dreams she trounced: “Like Cinderella, it’s too late!”

Changing All Profiles: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

December 8, 2013

When I become a/
new man thru baptism, should/
I update profiles?

Bringing Me Out Of Darkness: Revolutionary IMprov Haiku

December 2, 2013

Crawling out of a dark caveI see her profile/
crawling out of a dark cave./
She brought me to light.

A Wistful Far-Away Look: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

June 23, 2012

Who was she thinking/
of when I took the photo/
that’s on her Facebook?

Admiration Is Not Stalking: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Poem

November 14, 2010

After talking again,/
I’ve become such a fan./
I gaze again/
at her profile when/
I can./
But just because I gawk her/
doesn’t make me a stalker/
or a nut,/
does it?

Intelligent and Goofy Guy Seeking: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

August 4, 2010

I’m not so goofy/
that I don’t care, nor so smart/
that I still don’t hurt.

By Request 4 a QT: A Romantic IMprov Sonnet

April 6, 2010

Her online photos were cute,
her bod was, to boot,
(and though some may not care
I have a thing for blonde hair!)

But her profile caught my eye,
and made me laugh and sigh:
Some of the things she said
spoke to my heart and head.

She likes passion, and romance, too!
Even her name – a QT wanting U –
And I knew, from where I stood,
when we were done, she would.

So I think I’ll invite her to wave at the cops
going topless on I-5 in my rag top!

Thinking about my Profile: A Romantic Poem

August 4, 2009

You checked my smile
and style
by reading my profile.
The words I write
might
have kept you there awhile.

And I hoped, when you were through,
you’d have been smiling, too.