Plague

Sting upon the tender heart
Your own peculiar brand
Carve your name in scarlet case
Across the breaking land
Tear apart the youth's coccoon,
Left gasping on the sand

conversation heart haiku example

Holla, "It girl, tweet me!
Rock out 4 ever drama queen,
Miss you cutie pie."

I know it's terrible. That's the whole point!

The last man on Earth

Stay on your side of the bench.
Do not open doors for me.
Do not walk me to my porch.
Do not fall in love with me.
Do not flirt with me,
Don't sit next to me.
Don't say "Hi!" when I walk by.


I refuse anything more
Than acquaintanceship with you.
Though my heart may hunger for
Love, I shall not fall for you.
I won't flirt with you,
Won't sit next to you,
Won't notice when you walk by.

Variety cruise

I can burp,
She can't burp.
She can raise one brow.
He can whistle
But not juggle.
They are juggling now.
Mark can meow and bark,
Jeff can talk like he's deaf,
Sadie's fingers are freaky
But nobody here's talents extend
To our boat, which is quite leaky.

It's BACK!!!!!!

Yes! The conversation heart haiku returns! And this year, THERE IS A PRIZE! I will appoint a few disinterested judges, (I'm thinking the missionaries?) and the author of whichever poem they choose will win an original "Whimsical Bent" jewelry masterpiece created by myself! The rules are: All conversation hearts must be from the same box. You may try different boxes until you find the one your muse is in. Extra points go to those who make their haiku from the Twilight conversation hearts, (complete with sparkles! Or coruscations for those who love their thesaurus) Not that I'm a fan of twilight, I just think sparkly orange flavored conversation hearts are cool. All entries must be posted in the comments or emailed to me (see "about the poetess" for address) with your email address/phone number/some way of contacting you that doesn't involve smoke signals by February 28. Pictures of your haiku, or videos of you making your haiku, get extra points also. Extra points may or may not be considered when judging the winner of the contest, they just mean that you are a cool person. And I appreciate coolness. So for every extra point, you will get an email from me, appreciating your coolness. Thanks to Mary Lewis for being the sole contestant last year! Here's hoping some more people get involved this year.. Yes Debra, I'm talkin' to you.

When you are here with me

You stir a whisper in my heart,
Sighing through the strings,
Playing chords of spanish guitar
And all within me sings


An unsought smile brushing my lips
Paints my face anew.
A master's eye, seeing my face,
Would know I'm loved by you.


With you I am art, beyond the common sphere.
Beauty touches all I see when you are here,
With me.

As in uffish thought he stood

Do you know little boy,
That when you twist the curls
At the back of your head,
Around and around your finger
With your mouth open in concentration
And your blue eyes wide as they go,
I love you?

Pollyanna's spirit

She'll dance down the aisles
And fly down the streets
Who cares what people
She meets or greets?
Whether they're grumpy,
Cross, grim, and lined,
Or merely sad,
Broken of mind.
A smile, a word,
A breath of fresh air,
She'll lift a part
Of their burden of care.