Posts Tagged ‘too intense’

She Didn’t, But Did: Romantic IMprov Haiku

July 2, 2017

She has pics of her/
old love. She didn’t intend/
to find me. Now what?!?

Eating Out Alone: Romantic Free Verse ImproVerse Poem Lament

April 1, 2017

I love to eat out,
but this was a different
type of meal,
a spiritual Feast, really,
and I longed to share it
with somebody I cared about,
someone who enjoyed the same cuisine
(or so i thought.)

I reached out to her
and time
but there was never
any response;
any indication
that she
was having
the same feelings.

At last,
as I waited for dessert,
(knowing she was not
going to partake,)
I realized
that she and I
were not looking
at the same menu.
I thought
that she might not even
be hungry.
Or that maybe
she might be eating out

I learned,
and was reminded,
that the gut-wrenching feeling,
the butterflies,
in my stomach,
that familiar feeling
that had come around
for over a decade
was not caused by her,
nor by my hunger,
but was a result,
as it had been
so often in the past,
of my silliness,
my over-indulgent intensity.

So I asked for the check
and left.


Scare No Share: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

June 8, 2016

The saddest part of /
scaring her away is I’ve/
no one to share with.
Water Iris and Duck Week, Lake Winneconne, June 2016

I Own Intensity: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku

June 8, 2016

My intensity/
joyfully defines me, but/
gets me in trouble.

Drowning Relationships: Romantic Blogging Haiku Lament

May 15, 2016

He’d seen it often./
She, interested, bantered./
He fell overboard.

Too Intensity: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

March 4, 2016

Men know they are too/
intense when they write poetry/
and there’s no response.

Seriously Intense Dense: Romantic ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku Lament

November 28, 2015

Seriously?!? I/
again prove myself much too/
intense. I’m so dense.

Daily Attention: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

March 24, 2015

If I’m attentive/
daily, will she at last grasp: /
I’m interested?

Much 2 Much: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

December 1, 2014

She said that it was,/
once more, too much. He thought, once/
more, “Adieu to you.”