She claims I’m not sweet/
or romantic. So why do/
I pick her flowers?
Posts Tagged ‘sweet’
Her Daisy Gift: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
June 5, 2014Hovering Lips: Romantic IMprov Haiku
September 30, 2013He hovered, like a/
new-hatched butterfly, over/
her lips’ moist sweetness.
Preparing For Arrival: Romantic Blogging IMprov Haiku
July 26, 2011In preparation,/
I found me drinking juice and/
eating pineapple.
To A Woman Who Nose How Men Are: Romantic IMprov Email Sonnet
December 29, 2010I could be, you know,
her Cyrano,
(albeit, I suppose,
without the pronounced nose.)
I mean, I do have one,
(most breathing men do),
but the nom de plume’s for fun,
not some large thing I often blew.
For a true poet, instead,
may pose as Cyrano to discuss
the improv poetry in his head;
NOT his proboscis!
I hope she’ll consider if she’d soon deign to meet,
where I will woo her with words witty and sweet.
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