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Lovelorn Poet in Chicago, IL: The Apple of My Eye Haiku

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The Apple of My Eye Haiku
Missed Connections in Chicago

Are you a Missed Connections-writin’ haiku poet? If so, email the link to Lovelorn Poets and your syllables can appear here on Wednesday at 12noon EST. Don’t be shy! Juicy new haiku bits are always wanted.

 

Missed Connections in Chicago, IL

Bed

a haiku for you
my little honey dew.

my minxy mate
we share a bed well. every morning
i wake up next to you.

 

 

 

Missed Connections in Chicago, IL: This Is So Lame

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Missed Connections in Chicago, IL

body language is something that you learn by Meg Willis

This Is So Lame…
Missed Connections in Chicago

…but our knees touched. I don’t know, it was nothing, but neither of us moved our legs so our knees remained leaned against one another. It wasn’t sexual or anything, but it was nice. Like we’d known each other for awhile and were comfortable with each other. you had a huge camera and a tripod. when you got off, you turned back to me and I was turned towards you. The glance was subtle but it gave me the impression that you might have been thinking the same thing I was.

Im not sure what to expect from this, it just stuck out in my mind. I guess if you noticed what I did then send me an email – let me know what stop you got off at. If not, thanks for the moment?

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

One of the things I did during my two-week mini-publishing vacation was catch up on some woefully neglected MC feed reading. From those zillions of messages flashing before my eyes, the Chicago MC emerged as a new source of material. Today we’re featuring a sampling of what you might find there.

 

Lovelorn Poet in Chicago, IL: I Just Like Charming

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Missed Connections in Chicago, IL

I Just Like Charming

I Just Like Charming
Missed Connections in Chicago

That’s a good question
For some reason people think
Poems display love
In reality
The love story being told
Is what’s important

P.S.
Whoever said that
Haiku have to be about
Some natural shit?

NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

One of the things I did during my two-week mini-publishing vacation was catch up on some woefully neglected MC feed reading. From those zillions of messages flashing before my eyes, the Chicago MC emerged as a new source of material – especially in the area of haiku! You’ll be seeing quite a bit more from Chi-town poets on Wednesdays at 12 noon.

Missed Connections in Chicago, IL: Don’t Be So Scared, Boys

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NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

One of the things I did during my two-week mini-publishing vacation was catch up on some woefully neglected MC feed reading. From those zillions of messages flashing before my eyes, the Chicago MC emerged as a new source of material. Those who routinely follow their local MC know that one month may be ripe with romantic messages and the next month nothing but fast-food pick-ups.  Today we’ll feature a bit of what you might find there – but no guarantees it’ll stay this way for long!

 

Don’t be so scared, boys
Missed Connections in Chicago

I wish you would have kissed me last night.
I know it’s hard to be so bold.
But, don’t be scared.
You have to bet money, to win money.
 

Lovelorn Poet in Chicago, IL: In A Descending Order

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NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:

This short piece from the Chicago MC caught my eye with the opening words, “i write a new message filled to the brim with words, that i would never bring myself to send you.” Once, a very very long time ago (before the internet when dinosaurs roamed the earth), I wrote a poem that began, “a letter written never to be sent tied with a bit of lace Ellen gave me for Christmas…” I’m not sure how the rest of the piece went but it gives me a strange sensation to see another person from another time writing something similar. I guess the human condition never really changes!

 

In A Descending Order
Missed Connections in Chicago, IL

Missed Connection is Chicago, IL

In A Descending Order

i write a new message filled to the brim with words,
that i would never bring myself to say to you.
words that i could never say a’loud.
its not like you would ever know.
just so i could pour my heart out.
erase each trace of true identity.
break any links of recognition.
i couldn’t ever really tell you.
oh, you would never know.
oh, how i miss you so.

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