Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Human Haiku For Hopefuls

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smile

Another commute.
Another human slideshow.
First smiles of the day.

I am certain that not everyone had all of their wishes fulfilled this weekend. Those are the facts, Hopefuls.

But the sun is shining, and I for one, am ready to start the week off on a good note.

Part of the beauty of having hopefulness is that I always (mildly) expect a pleasant surprise waiting for me just around each corner.

 

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and hopefully-happy-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Did you wish for one? Before you go around the corner into a new adventure, email the link to Lovelorn Poets.  We’ll preserve those sun-shining-syllables for all eternity.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: French Toast Haiku For Hopefuls

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good

‘Really good’ French toast
must be fluffy and crispy
with maple syrup.

We try on a lot of different hats, (and shirts) when we are out there, “looking for love”. We try to highlight our strengths, and hide our (bulges) weaknesses.

In our scramble to be appealing, I wonder if we lose some sense of who we are? Do we try too hard to be something new? Or if we will behave differently to others when we find a partner?

Sometimes we find ourselves changing our preferences to smooth over potential differences.
“Sure. Non-fat milk is cool. I never really liked all that delicious half-&-half I was using all my life…”

I prefer to think we do have chances to become what we want to be, and that the changes we make to ourselves along the way are improvements we can be happy with, and not just incidental souvenirs of this life we are leading.

 

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and crispy-fluffy-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Did you eat one? Before you tuck into your serving (or grab a second helping), email the link to Lovelorn Poets.  We’ll preserve those deliciously appealing syllables for all eternity.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Smiling Haiku For Hopefuls

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smile

I am aware that
not every smile I get
is a connection.

Well, it is a connection too. Just not the one we are all talking and thinking about. But it is refreshing like a cool drink to share a smile in passing with a friendly face.

Sometimes I look back and see a person is still smiling after we have already passed. Maybe it is contagious.

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and just-say-cheese-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you’re struck senseless by grinning contagion, email the link to Lovelorn Poets.  We’ll preserve those happy-smiling-syllables for all eternity.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Walking Haiku For Hopefuls

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smile

I can think of ten
reasons you should walk with me.
Like, it’s gluten free.

It can be in a park, along the waterfront, or a mountain day hike…
Hell, it could be six laps around the Costco parking lot. – I don’t care.

As long as we can be together, and I can see your smile, I would be content.

Maybe we could hold hands too.

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and hopefully-hand-holding-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you walk anywhere, email the link to Lovelorn Poets.  We’ll preserve those endorphin-enhancing-syllables for all eternity.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: True Lies Haiku For Hopefuls

Love

Love

“I’ll always love you.”
“We will be friends forever.”
Ex-lover’s ‘true’ lies.

I call them ‘true lies’ because I think we really believe these words when we hear them, or really mean them if we say them.

We want to always be friends, and hold that special time and feeling safe and unmarred forever. We believe that we can accept a break up, or uncoupling with dignity and good feelings, and that the once loved story can be preserved.

But, that rarely happens, right? Rarely, and not never. But not often either.

The pain of rejection, the deep loss and emptiness left in the wake of splitting is often too much. We barely can catch our breath and keep down our lunches at that time, let alone chatting casually with our ‘former’ about their new love or happinesses.

And sometimes despite the broken promises, it is better. We are better off than we feel. We need to take the lessons learned and move on, and try to keep the good memories as markers of what was good, and the problems as guides the next time we find a real keeper.

Missed Connections are filled with good, bad, and lovingly-lieful-haiku. Did you write one? Did you find one? Before you say, think, or do anything, email the link to Lovelorn Poets.  We’ll preserve those beautifully terrible words uttered with the best of intentions for all eternity.