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    Another Fearless Friday afternoon at the Haikulodeon


    Here's this week's heap of haikus:
    When you fall in love...
    It will be ... what it is; Love.
    Thus, no rules apply.
    alliterative tanka haiku:
    Pa peddled papers,
    Ma mostly mixed martinis.
    Sis sewed sombreros.

    I, inadvertently, inked,
    (in innocence), irked insights.
    Standing in a field,
    listening to the night's sounds ...
    I feel comforted.
    tanka haiku:

    Ev'ry circumstance
    is an opportunity
    to learn and to grow.

    Do not shrink in fear, step up
    to the plate and swing away!
    a whisper, a glance ...
    her touch lasts but a moment,
    yet his world is moved.
    Play that trumpet, "Pops"
    Sing some more sweet lines of scat ...
    Syncopate our lives.
    Make your teabags steep.
    If gradually inclined,
    tea will get cozy.
    In an oblong tin,
    he kept his oolong tea ... A
    thin tin type tea tin.
    tanka haiku: 
    From the cab of his
    pickup, he could see the smoke
    rise from the chimney.

    It was nearly sunrise and
    he could not wait for donuts.
    double haiku:
    The screen door slams shut.
    An angry young man runs to
    his car and 'peels out.'

    A young girl watches
    from the window and prays that
    her sadness will mend.
    Remember; Thousands
    of things will go RIGHT for you,
    ev'ry single day.
    Optimists will see
    the lollipop, Pessimists
    will just see the stick.
    The petulant pup
    pouts by the pantry; the cat's
    eaten his supper.
    tanka haiku:
    Clinging to her form,
    the diaphanous gown made
    her ethereal.

    As she stood in the moonlight,
    she glowed with Love's own glory.
    A leaf-less tree frames
    a lonely farm-house in the
    middle of nowhere.
     respond-ku1: (written by my friend, David)

    Sometimes you can tell
    a poet is lonely, just
    by reading his stuff.
    Haikus can be like
    psychoanalysis, and
    quite a bit cheaper.
    (My response - (respond-ku3)
    Ah yes, but sometimes
    poets will make things up and
    lonely's just a word.
    (My response - (respond-ku4)
    A haiku is no
    substitute for shrink visits ...
    They're short one act plays.
    respond-ku 5:

    I DID say "can be,"
    not that the two were the same.
    I'm careful with words.

    So you did, my friend,
    but how could I be lonely
    with a friend like you?
    On a leaf-strewn path,
    a small boy hesitates ... then,
    kicking leaves, runs home.
    Someone blocks your way.
    Reward them? Or stop them? Seems
    like a no-brainer.
    There is a structure
    to all things, and a context
    to fence it all in.
    All fields have a fence.
    All lives have a purpose; You
    need to build a fence.
    Inside of your mind
    are vast landscapes to explore.
    discover yourself.
     Walking through meadows
    just before sunrise is worth
    some wet trouser cuffs.
    Note: Michael Rakosi and I are co-producing another Night of Comedy fundraiser on Nov. 15th, this time to benefit the International Children's Heart Foundation. Check out their website, for details.


    Walkin at night are you?

    I was doing that all the time a couple years ago.

    I have no haikus in me right now.

    Two or three days of snow with the leaves gone here.

    And the snow aint meltin although tomorrow might see 45?

    I think it is here to stay, I think winter aint goin away and it is early.

    But it is awe-fully pretty out there.

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