Silly Me (Again) Poetry For A Lady In Red: Romantic ImproVerse Free Verse

To the lady in red,
I would have said
she looked pretty,
but it’s been told to me
That my unrequited
unrequested
poetry
is quite silly,

so I didn’t.

Unrequited Dreaming: Romantic IMprov Rhyming Haiku

Her lips purse out at/
me, virtually. I dream/
unrequitedly.

A Study In Lonely: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Laments

Usually these would be separate postings, but they all deal with the same emotion and situation, so I thought it’d be interesting to group together. They start with the earliest first, and progress through the period of a couple of days.

Friday, Oct. 26, 18:10 p.m.
So What If The Moon’s Out? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
A week later it/
doesn’t matter if the moon’s/
out. So what? She’s not.
————–

Friday, Oct. 26, 19:22 p.m.
What Does Your Silence Mean? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
You didn’t call last/
night nor this morn nor today./
Is this your goodbye?
———–
Saturday, Oct. 27, 1:21 a.m.
The Moon’s Still Up: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
The moon is still up./
I am, too. She may be, but/
I’ll never know it.
—————-
Saturday, Oct. 27, 5:35 a.m.
I Am Not Old, Dude: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
Your old dudes could stay
far away from you but that’s/
something I can’t do.
————-

Saturday, Oct. 27, 5:48 a.m.
Truth Hurts Less: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
She could just tell me/
the truth. It would hurt much less/
than me not knowing.
———–

Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:07 a.m.
From Goo To Nothing: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
She went from goo and/
“I miss you!” to nothing at/
all. That is painful.
Or
…all. What did I do?
————-

Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:17 a.m.
Loss Of Energy: Romantic ImproVerse Rhyming Haiku
What’s happened to me/
and my vaunted energy?/
Did she pull the plug?
Or
Did God pull the plug?
OR
Did thugs pull the plug?
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:24 a.m.
Mirror, Mirror Breaking: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Sometimes you look in/
a mirror and think you see/
yourself. Then it breaks.
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Saturday, Oct. 27, 6:27 a.m.
Is It Ever Time Wasted? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku
Is it ever time/
wasted to make up rhymes for/
one who won’t answer?

OR

It’s a waste of my/
time to make up rhymes for one/
who won’t answer me.

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Why I Write Poems: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

I write poems for her./
She may not look. If she does,/
my poetry’s there.

Unrequited Massage Means Practice: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku Lament

Backrubs flowed freely/
from my fingertips, but I /
never got them back.

Unrequited Love Sorrows No More: Romantic Blogging Haiku

It’s funny how my/
unrequited love’s sorrow/
quick-changed, thanks to you.

Unrequited Pathétique: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Back in the late 70’s I wrote a stanza to the Peaches & Herb song “Reunited” called “Unrequited”:
“Unrequited and it feels so bad./
Unrequited and it’s drivin’ me mad./
She’s the number one fan/
of another man./
Although my love’s excited/
it’s still unrequited yeah, yeah…”
Weirdly, those same feelings (not about the same woman!)(B’s happily married, and probably never even knew … ) have surfaced again recently, and I can’t get my old verse out of my head.

So I wrote this:

It feels pathetic/
to care unrequitedly./
Yet I still can’t stop.