Posts Tagged ‘what if’

Why Not Go Conferencing? Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Ponder

February 19, 2017

Maybe I wasn’t/
supposed to go there so she/
could find her true love.

Advertisements

Fear Of Flying: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

December 19, 2016

Can I profess how/
I feel? How my heart takes flight?/
Will she fly away?

3 Good Alternatives: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

May 21, 2015

What if there is an/
alternative, and we are/
just too dang stubborn?
OR
What if there’s a good/
alternative and we’re too/
stubborn to grasp it?
or
stubborn to grab it?

Ambivalence Versus Fear: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

January 12, 2015

What if she is not/
ambivalent? What if she/
is just scared? Like me?

What If So What? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Haiku

October 14, 2014

You always worry:/
“What if?”. Why not just quit and/
not have any life?

On Being Creative: Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse Poem

September 14, 2014

“Experts” say: /
“Be creative with a purpose.”/
What if being creative/
IS/
The Purpose?

2 – 1: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament

July 2, 2014

There’s such an empty,/
hollow feeling, no words come/
out except “What if?”.

Ready Or Not: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku

March 17, 2014

What if I, at last,/
am ready and she, after/
this long wait, is not?

What If We Just DO? Revolutionary ImproVerse Free Verse

January 1, 2014

What is it
that causes us,
at a certain age,
to believe we can’t
do
something?

What is it
that holds us back
from following
our true self?

Is it
the belief
that it’s “too late”?

What if
we just assume
we
could
do
what we want?

What if
we just say:
“I’m going
to do
this thing?”
And then
we went out
and did it?

Or we didn’t do it?

Maybe we failed at it.
So?
At least we tried.

What if,
instead of saying
that our life
sucks
or that this
and this
and that
went wrong,
we instead
look
at all
the good things
that are happening
in our life?
All the things
we are able
to do?
All the opportunities
that we have,
that we took,
that we do
and did?

What if,
instead of apologizing
for things
we don’t
do
well,
or for things
we don’t do,
we do,
and we do
the best we can,
and we take
humble pride
in knowing that
we tried.

What if,
every day,
we salute
the sunrise,
or the thumbnail
moon,
or the sunset,
or the stars?

What if,
in our heavenly
salutations,
we think
of a “Do New” thing
that we’re going to do,
and then we go
and do that thing?

What if,
every time somebody says,
“I can’t believe
all the things
you do,
and how full
your life is!”
we smile at them
and say:
“You could, too.
I believe in you.
Go and do.”

What if
they do?

What if
we all do?

What If You: Romantic Improv Blogging Poetic Lament

November 15, 2010

What if
your loneliness
pushed me
into a choice
I didn’t want to make yet.

What if,
as I look back on it,
I realize
I chose too soon.

What if
the crying
and goodbyeing
were caused by you thinking
in your mind
it would probably
happen eventually.

What if
I was confused
again
about what I wanted,
where I wanted to live,
how I wanted to be.

What if
you had said
nothing;
had let it play out;
had let me figure me out.

What if
you didn’t know
a few days later
that I’d look at your photos
and want to go
back
to where I was before,
before all the
what ifs
happened.

What if you
were wrong.