30 Monday Mar 2020
Posted in Haiku, Musings, THE EMOTIONAL PARAMETERS COLLECTION
Introvert Season
Helps my stay at home haiku.
I’m in my bubble.
Pandemic Playlists,
Headphones, a notepad, and pen,
Making use of time.
-Stevie
stay at home haiku
number fifty-eleven
or something like that 🤣
18 Sunday Aug 2019
Posted in Poems, THE EMOTIONAL PARAMETERS COLLECTION
Tags
books over people, introversion, introvert problems, introverts, quietude, solicitude, the book was better
Introverts be like:
Nah, I have plans.
Sorry, I can’t hang out with you.
And by plans, we mean:
Netflix, Amazon Prime Video, and/or Hulu.
Please dont judge me,
I find solace in the solitude;
BOOKS ARE MY BEST FRIENDS.
That is unless you too know THE BOOK WAS BETTER!
Then and only then, can ye #quietly be considered a friend.
And by quietly, I mean:
An occasional nod.
And should you ever attempt to force communication,
I will be forced to channel my inner Virgo and tune you out.
My poems are not poems…
this for the quiet ones that understand loud and clear what I am talking about. 🤓
-INFJ, @StevieStreets | NAH: an introversion / introvert problems poem
・・・
#codeofthestreets:
My alone time is for everyone’s benefit. -Unknown / #introvertquotes
24 Monday Dec 2018
gentle reminder:
Who all over there?
Yeah, I’ll probably slide through…
keyword: “PROBABLY” 🤓
–@StevieStreets #introversion #haiku | Who All Over There?
・・・
#codeofthestreets:
Introvert problems…
I convene with the spirits
Alone not lonely
–@StevieStreets #infj #haiku | Alone Not Lonely
18 Sunday Nov 2018
Thanksgiving begets introvert problems slash holiday blues.
I don’t wanna small talk
Plus everybody can’t cook;
Yeah I said it, start spreading the news.
😳 Please don’t invite me,
🤨 The way my stomach setup,
🤔 I don’t wanna be rude…
I come from a different culture
and I’m fresh off the 21-Day Veggie Challenge,
I can’t eat that food.
The Thanksgiving holiday got me over here practicing like:
🤦♂️ sorry, I don’t do potlucks!
👀 No Thank You, I just ate.
Introversion got me ducking berates of “Who made the potato salad?”
“I know you didn’t just renege?!”
and “Let me fix you a plate?!”
The way my tastebuds setup,
I don’t wanna know nothing ’bout no crunchy macaroni,
No zing of flavor,
Or undercooked food.
If the cook ain’t got full lips, Elbow fat, or black girl hips,
I’m not in the mood.
‘Tis not the season for something new,
If I gotta suffer through small talk,
I need soul food. 🤓
–@StevieStreets #thinkingoutloud #poem | Holiday Blues vol. i
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