Lovelorn Poets

From Anchorage to Zebulon: In Search of Missed Connections

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Parking Haiku For Hopefuls

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heart

heart

Parallel Parking
near my heart is not allowed.
I’m Head-In Only.

When we meet someone we ‘really’ like, of course we want them to ‘really’ like us back, and not feel that they are only double parking next to us until a better space comes up.

So if we are dating, or getting together, or even “just exploring,” it is sweeter, deeper and more authentic if we both have our heads in the game.

And, if I thought that you could read my mind, I’d keep thinking, “Let’s kiss.” over and over again.

Just in case.

The original Haiku for Hopefuls was enjoyable and unique because of how it referenced typical daily occurrences (like parking the car) in the search for romance and partnership. Hopefully, the “hopefuls” were able to minimize fender bumps and taps while maneuvering into those spaces!

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Trick-Or-Treating Haiku For Hearts

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eyes

We’re Trick-or-Treating
every day of the year.
Not expecting tricks.

We wear a kind of costume called ‘ourselves’ each day of the week.
Some are more colorful, or have bigger hair, but, the mask is invisible to the naked eye.

We still hide behind our personal masks though.

Mine has a permanent smile on it that hides when I’m angry, scared or frustrated.
I keep those faces out of sight most of the time.

Am I the only one pretending to be a superhero, or movie star, or cartoon character?

If it’s true that we fake it until we make it,
then there’s nothing wrong with a little full-time pretending right?

Except I leave my cape in the car.

I’m pretty sure this Haiku for Hearts was posted to the Seattle Missed Connections around Halloween (what year, not sure) but it seemed appropriate to share it now. These days, it seems like tricksters in masks are everywhere you turn!

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Speed Limit Haiku For Hopefuls

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smile

To see your sweet smile
I’d race against the sunset.
SPEED LIMIT 40

Sometimes we just can’t get where we want to go fast enough. C’mon c’mon c’mon.
I’m ready.

I love the excitement before going to see friends, or a concert, or .. a date!

It’s that giddy, wind blowing on your face inside and outside at the same time feeling that makes the smiling muscles in my jaw hurt like I blew up balloons for a party. (back in the 70s.)

My car is confused. Why have a turbocharged engine if you only drive in 25 zones?

Scattered throughout the Craigslist Missed Connections feeds, people would post haiku on occasion, but it wasn’t until the Seattle Haiku for Hopefuls series started that I began to find this style of writing more regularly.  I always thought it was an interesting and creative use of the space – even if MC readers didn’t always feel the same way! (You can’t please all the people all of the time, right?)

Lovelorn Poet in Seattle, WA: Haiku For Hope

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hope

hope

when we are apart
I still feel the short exhales
and all the long sighs

I can only hope and hold my heart with my hands,
knowing I’d rather they were yours,
and maybe you do too.

The Haiku for Hopefuls “brand” had a few spin-offs, namely Haiku for Hapless and Haiku for Hearts. However, there were a few other titles, like this one, that showed up every once in awhile. Same writer? Different writer? We can only guess.

 

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