Too Late Purple Learning: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

He learned, too late, that/
she loved purple. Such blossomed/
as she walked away.

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Bacon Blown Away: Romantic Email Sonnet

A long time since
she was blown away
by his response
to Bacon’s beauty.

She was worrying
he might be “too intense”,
but still was pondering:
Could he love thus? 110 percent?

She rejoiced at his understanding,
writ with well-worded intelligence,
comprehending the hidden deeper meaning
of what Sir Francis meant.

Then her never-ending silence
left him wondering where she went.

I Wore My Hawaiian Shirt: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

She and I could’ve/
laid on the beach together,/
but she left too soon.

She Returned From The Past With Love: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

She was not who I/
expected for Valentines./
She left and gave love.*

OR
*She opened a door.

What She Wanted: Romantic IMprov Haiku

She sought better for/
herself than what I offered/
right then … so she left.

Windy, Wavy Winneconne Wisconsin: Romantic IMproVerse Poetic Lament

I wander,
waiting,
in the midst of wild space,
and Wisconsin winds,
and Winneconne waves,
wishing
for one
who will wonder,
and who would want
whee
and we.

She went
away.

OR
She left.

If The Prodigal Son Finds Nobody Home: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

How can I tell you/
of my joyous return when/
you already left?

OR
How can he tell her/
of his joyous return when/
she already left?

Empty Joys: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

How can I tell of/
the joys that I’m feeling deep,/
when she said goodbye?

OR
How can I relate/
the joys that I’m feeling, when/
she already left?

Painful Message: Revolutionary Blogging Haiku

“She left.” That’s all my/
son had to say to unleash/
floodgates of heart pain.