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Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Beauty Haiku For Hearts

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beauty haikuThe beauty of Love
is in accepting our flaws
as much as our strengths.

When you say we are perfect together it does not mean we are perfect.

A perfect evening or weekend or vacation together is one that leaves
us with only happy memories.

If we never argued or grew tired of each other during our time together
it means we are flexible and adaptable and not without imperfections.

We learn more about each other with each new day, and night
and morning spent exploring on the road trip we call our life.

Let’s kiss at the next stop.

After I clean the windshield.

Every once in awhile, the “Haiku for…” posts included a photo. Most of those photos were of a dog, but sometimes they were beautiful nature shots. This is one such example. I wonder if this was written in response to a particular vacation or if it was a “hopeful” message imagining a scene from a possible future.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Sharing Haiku For Hearts

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smile

I smile at strangers
to let them know I see them
and to share kindness.

It’s practically madness out there.

Between long lines at the market, people feeling searching for parking,
and the general pressure to overspend,
lots of folks have expressions of pain or frustration.

It’s tempting to join the angry crowd when people seem oblivious
(or unconcerned)
that they are blocking others, or generally just standing in the way
texting or talking on their phones.

So I do my best to look where I am going and spread good cheer
by making eye contact and wear a smile I can flash easily.

It’s a smile that says, “we are all in this together”
or “you must be a nice person despite this crowd.”

Sometimes I surprise passersby as they return my smile or show a twinkle in their eyes that means we silently agree.

It’s just a reminder that emotional generosity is free, and we feel better when we make someone else feel better too.

Who knows?
It could even help to make a new friend.

 

I’m pretty sure this haiku was originally posted on the Seattle Missed Connections during the Thanksgiving holiday season, but it’s good advice for all of us regardless of where we live or the time of  year. “It’s practically madness out there.” can describe almost any day!

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Secret Haiku For Hopefuls

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secret

I have dark secrets
she whispered through her cupped hands.
You mustn’t know them.

What? I mean, whaat?

Let’s roll the tape back, IF you have a dark secret that I can’t know about, why even mention it?

If I am scared now it’s by that statement itself, and not by what you could possibly have said or done.

Stuff doesn’t scare me a bit. I have seen some stuff.

Lots of good people make mistakes, and sometimes people face random bad luck beyond their control too. Stuff happens.

My name is X, and I am an open book. But don’t read chapters 9 or 10, until after we get to know each other better. Or chapter 6 either. It’s history by now anyhow. 😉

Every once in awhile, our Haiku writer shared stories about their experiences dating and being out in the world meeting people. Some encounters sounded a bit more “hopeful” and  others (like this one) maybe a little less so.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Scented Haiku For Hopefuls

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dog

I’m on to your scent.
I can feel you must be close.
My dog thinks so too.

Do you get those feelings? Like you are just on the verge of something great? (No, it’s not garlic at lunch.)

Or maybe we create the feeling we need when we are so very attached to the things we want. We imagine it is about to happen.

Just in case, if you are close by, cough out loud, or crow like a rooster, or howl at the sky (if there’s no moon when you read this.) and then, I’ll know it’s you and head straight towards you.

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Awooooh-Oooooh-Wahooooo!

 

I always wondered if the Haiku for Hopefuls writer ended up meeting someone to have a long-term relationship with through the Seattle Missed Connections. I believe the posts were quite popular (and a bit polarizing) but that doesn’t always translate into finding a person who’s a good match. Chances are, we’ll never know.

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Vacation Haiku For Hopefuls

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hug

Cold beers and pizza
make for good vacation food.
Exercise next week.

Sure. I know that we shouldn’t do this every day, but we didn’t come all this way not to indulge a little bit. Right?

So, may be just another hot slice, another cold beer, and, another warm… hug?

Sleep well Hopefuls. 😉

 

Labor Day has come and gone and with it, the annual Lovelorn Poets late summer break has come to an end. I should be publishing the “rest of the best” in terms of poetry and writing I’ve saved from Craigslist’s Missed Connections until we wrap it up for good in mid-November!

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