Lovelorn Poet in Minneapolis, MN: A Washburn Haiku

A Washburn Haiku
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eyes

eyes

Yours curls, but not mine.
Near closing time, our eyes meet.
Age range? Non-issue.

 

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Lovelorn Poet in Minneapolis, MN: “There Ain’t No Cure For Love” Haiku

“There Ain’t No Cure For Love” Haiku
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tears

tears

as time has gone by
what was, is weighed with a cry
left only with, why?

 

 

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Lovelorn Poet in Minneapolis, MN: Economist Haiku

Economist Haiku
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haiku

Mystery Haiku Diagram

A haiku for my favorite economist:

An Economist
With “AMERICAN MADE” boots
You killed me, Wednesdays.

 

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Lovelorn Poet in Minneapolis, MN: Meow Meow ==^..^== Message From The Cat

a sad story by marco

a sad story by marco

 

Meow Meow ==^..^== Message From The Cat
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You broke my owner’s heart when you chose to dump her for your new woman.
If you could see how sad you made her you’d rethink your selfishness.
Karma will make your new relationship fail.
Deep heartbreak here.. ==^..^==

 

Lovelorn Poets Her Two Cents IconHer Two Cents

Those of us with pets know how loyal and concerned they can be during troubled times – a furry, four-legged version of a best friend or committed partner. But like those fickle humans who end one relationship to pursue a new, sparkly toy, every day thousands of loving cats and dogs are “dumped” unceremoniously by their owners who no longer want to care for them. For the lucky ones, an animal shelter will provide basic care and hopefully find them a new home – but the heartbreak is theirs.

Lovelorn Poet in Minneapolis, MN: I Think (Therefore)

Missed Connections in Minneapolis, MN: I Think (Therefore)

Indifferent Lands by Nathan Marciniak

I Think (Therefore)
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I Think
(Therefore)
I am,
this is awkward.
My time I spent in all of this,
it is futile to continue.
Seek not the heat that has no love to give,
I should heed my own words.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Working from home in an environment without air conditioning has created an obsession with weather.com. Warmer than average temperatures have my third floor office growing hotter and hotter as the hours progress. Monitoring the projected forecast provides consolation? hope? despair? as I anticipate the time I’ll need to move to cooler quarters and switch to different tasks. Chilly breezes, grey skies, and rain are a distant memory and I wonder when they’ll return; working in this transitory manner creates a slightly uncomfortable sensation of incompleteness. Despite this immediate challenge, when I think of all the places I could be living, all the places I’ve considered living, and all the places I have lived, I realize that this time I’ve picked well.  Surrounded by love and community, I have managed to follow the advice of our lovelorn poet – and that has made all the difference.