Posts Tagged ‘romantic poetry’

Don’t Deny Her: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

August 5, 2019

When you doubt yourself,/
you think you’re not loveable./
What if she doesn’t?

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A Tail, Chanting: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

June 28, 2019

After her tale, it/
was tempting to chant loud and/
long, but we didn’t.

To My Darling, Dearest One, Post Movie: Romantic Free Verse Lament

January 16, 2019

My Darling:
My fingers fly across space and keys, anxiously tapping and pounding words which have swollen my heart this evening for far too long.
Why is the connection so slow? Why do I have to wait longingly for some electronic synapse, when the waves in my brain and my heart are racing full speed, threatening to rip the arteries between those two organs asunder.
My Dearest: Tonight we watched a movie of London and research and libraries and University and the Yorkshire coast and countryside. It was of two Literati, one hidden poet and one descendant of two artists long passed and largely forgotten. A romance. A genealogical detective story. A movie full of poetry, love requeited and not, of honesty and deception. It was a film full of scenery and sadness, of whisper and wanting, of two – facedness twice.
Loved one: It was a cinemascope full of everything you, as a romance writer, love. It was and is a tale I should and would, as a romantic poet, gladly embrace with you, fully, completely, deeply.
Except for that one moment, that once scene in that one arbor-windowed room overlooking the ocean, as the waves heaved and foamed and surged and rolled in and out, in and out. It is that moment that, for all its beauty and tenderness, will always break my heart, and will always turn me inside out, and give me pain.
Even now, my beloved, I hear the music, I feel the muse (he called her his Muse, or was it her that called him her Muse?), and instead of rejoicing, my heart is heavy with memory and regret.
Fortunately, that forbidden moment was long ago. Just as she let him drop her hair down, at last, maybe some day I can accept that love, believe that goodness can happen in those moments.

For did not Solomon come of David and Bathsheba?

Perhaps, Love, someday
my pain will away,
and with it will fade regret.
But not yet.
Alas, Loves, not yet.

She Blows Away My Angst: Romantic Napkin Haiku

July 19, 2018

Even when love blooms/
me, poet, still carries Angst./
She blows it away.

Hard To Work: Romantic IMprov Haiku

April 30, 2018

One should not be in/
love, in the next room, playing/
romantic music.

How My Labor of Love is Lost: Romantic IMprov Haiku

March 29, 2018

Introduce your love/
to Shakespeare with care! Pick plays/
sans pedantic speech.

March Madness Love Choice: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

March 22, 2018

You can choose sports or/
love, but if you choose love you/
always choose rightly.

Once A Big Hunk: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

March 22, 2018

I was her Big Hunk./
Now I’m another’s, so I’ll /
eat and forget it.
Big Hunk candy bar

BBQ Engagement Dinner ‘Cuz She’s A Dixie Chick: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

November 7, 2017

Romantic Engagement Dinner, Suthurn style!Get engaged to a/
Dixie woman, CELEBRATE/
with good BBQ!

Engaged! Next Stop — BBQ (‘Cuz She’s Southern Like That) : Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

November 7, 2017

She first said: “Yes!” and/
then she yelled: “HELL YES!!!” She is/
such a Southern girl!
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