Breaking Blonde Stereotypes: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

She, blonde, well-read in/
red, stunned him with her thinking,/
grace, wit and laughter.

Wit To Wit Quit: Revolutionary IMprov Limerick

You have proclaimed it:
We can stand, wit to wit.
But now, see my postings erased.
Such pained bantering is not my taste.
I apologize … and quit.

Her Brains, Wit, Joy, Smile And Laughing Eyes — Remembering Crushing, Part 2: Romantic Blogging Haiku

After I posted this Haiku: Remembering Crushing, the woman who inspired it noted that I cut off her face. (I did it to protect her identity). She jokingly commented: “Umm, do you realize you chopped off my head in the picture you posted? lol! Guess it wasn’t my face you were gazing at!”
That, in turn, inspired this poem … and the full photo:

She’d thought it was her/
nearly perfect body he’d/
crushed on. It wasn’t.

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Too Tired For Wit: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Limerick

I want to be inspired./
Alas! I feel too tired./
This work’s sapped my wit./
I should be done with it! /
My creativity has expired.

Wooing a Woman With Wine Not Wit: Romantic ConTEXTing Haiku

Wooing a woman/
with wine, not wit, is woef’lly/
unsatisfying
OR
Warning! Wooing a/
woman with wine, not wit, is/
woefully wanting.

You could have met me, yet … (apologies to Michael Buble’): Romantic IMprov Email Poem

You could have met me, yet/
there was something you just don’t get./

The wit, the comedy, the intelligence, the flair,/
the romance, the courtesy, it’s still all there,/
like a gerkin and pastrami, smelly,/
straight from Katz’s Deli./
You coulda been “having what she’s having!”,/
and it woulda been served with no grabbin’./
You coulda won your heart’s bet./
You coulda been served morning lattes/
with dark chocolate./

With Mr. Buble,/
we coulda danced
and romanced/
to his latest romantic duet … /
and yet….

Here we sit. /
Another week’s come and gone./
It’s the pits/
what you haven’t done/
to have met/
me yet.

Somewhat of an Enigmatic Poem: Romantic Email Sonnet

With her, I’d have to agree:
She of the raven hair,
subtle smile, piercing stare,
is an enigma, somewhat, to me.

She is thus self-professed,
and seems to feel that way,
so I’m not sure what to say
that would turn her head best.

I could, I suppose, compliment
her beauty, wit, and grace.
But women are more than their face,
and she’ll tire of praise too often sent.

So I’ll simply ask her: “What do you think a man should do,
to avoid disaster when he finds an enigmatic woman to woo?”

Ewe R Sew EZ: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

Ewe cud bee
sew ez
2 flirt wit.
Ewe air mist.

Debate Ist Futile: Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku Lament

When debating a/
superior intellect/
and wit, I’ll just quit.

Since when is Sarcasm good? A revolutionary conTEXTing poem

I grew up learning 2b sarcastic./
I’m really good at it.

My ability 2 fight/
a battle of wits/
with half-armed nits/
was a delight!/

But in hindsight/
I ask: so what?