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    A Bitterly Blue Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     


    Here's this week's heap of haikus:


     

     


    My car windows would
    seem an unlikely source of
    Sunrise reflections

     

     

    (Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

     

     


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    When they told him she
    has a Swiss movement, he thought
    she melted easily.

     

     


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    Ev'ry move she makes,
    he's gathering evidence
    why she should love him.

     

     

     

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    the old men whittled,
    she leaned against the gas pump
    he grabbed a 'soda'.

     

     

     


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    Beethoven, Mozart
    Hayden, Mendelssohn and Brahms
    all music is math,


     

     

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    Pow! Bam! Biff!  Batman!!
    Tune in again next week, Same
    Bat time, Bat channel!

    (50 years ago this past week, Batman premiered on TV!)

     

     


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    The Kiso mountains;
    snow covered peaks stretched out like
    sleeping polar bears.


    Utagawa Hiroshige (Japanese, 1797–1858) | The Kiso Mountains in Snow - 1857

     

     

     

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    tanka haiku:

    Pushed in his stroller,
    He did NOT know how to tell
    his mother that he

        does NOT support Women's Rights.
        Plus ... his diaper needs changing.


    Suffragette parade, New York City, 1912.

     

     

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    When the world's too big,
    and life's problems overwhelm ...  
    can I runaway?

        This I wonder, my little
        Run, run, run, run, runaway

     

     

     


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    John Singer Sargent (1856–1925) | The Wyndham Sisters: Lady Elcho, Mrs. Adeane, and Mrs. Tennant | 1899


     

     

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    In spite of the cold,
    a bird sits on a branch and
    sings its song of Spring.

     

     

     


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    Icy sidewalks dare
    my hip replacement; take a
    walk on the wild side.

     

     

     


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    Desire often hides
    within the structure of Life
    masking intentions.

     

     

     

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    The end of the world
    will always draw a crowd to
    watch the damned fireworks.

     

     

     

     

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    Outside my window,
    furious snowflakes mingle,
    fearful pigeons roost.

     

     

     

     

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    haiku trio:


    He stared at her face,
    searching for the smallest sign
    that she forgave him.

     

    She stared at the floor
    wishing he would go away
    for she felt ashamed.

     

    When their eyes met, they
    felt nothing but the sorrow
    of a love that's lost.

     

     

     

     

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    Wellsprings of Support
    may flow from unknown sources
    to lift up your life.

     

     

     

     

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    Comfy and cozy
    and wrapped in a patchwork quilt,
    she sipped some hot soup.
     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Any given day,
    swirling leaves will seem confused
    by the winds of change.

     

     

     

     

     


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    Shifting winds. Light rain.
    He unzipped his coat. She closed
    her red umbrella.

     

     

     

     

     

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    Thoughts would come to him
    like bolts of lightning striking
    down old maple trees.

     

     

     

     


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    Dreary Winter's chore;
    gathering kindling, then
    lighting a warm fire.

     

     

     

     


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    If you have a job
    with no time parameters,
    you must be shiftless.
     

     

     

     

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    There is nothing left,
    and nothing's right without you.
    So I sing the blues.

     

     

     

     

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     When you search for God,
    don't forget to close your eyes ...
    (God hides in our hearts.)
     
     
     
     
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    Her withering glance
    told him he'd said too much ... and
    he'd sleep on the couch.
     
     

     

     


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    tanka haiku:

    Perusing the hall,
    he picked out a girl and tried
    to make eye contact.
     
      At first, she acted shy ... then,
      she slowly ... drew him to her.

     


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    tanka haiku:

    The old weathered barn
    still advertises Mail Pouch
    chewing tobacco.

    Irony? The old farmer's
    long dead; cancer of the gums.

     


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    Though fragile hearts need
    whispered blessings, they also
    need a steady hand.

     


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    Despite majestic
    morns and lazy afternoons ...
    All days end in fire.

     

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    This week's heap is a little light.  Sorry.  I'll try to add more as the weekend progresses.   Happy Friday!!


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    Comments

    Logic is darn blue.
    Waking in an unpaid room.
    Jack of Kingly trades.


    Good one, moat!!

     

    South of the border
    waking in an unpaid room
    minus a kidney.

     

     


    Jack of Kingly trades

    Queenly's lullaby of blues

    for the spade of hearts.


    Excellent, Missy!!

     

    Only jokers pray
    for that lullaby of blues;
    four clubs and a spade.


    Four clubs and a spade.

    Sadly, five hearts played the game.

    Which portrayed the rock?


    Well done, Missy!!


    "Which portrayed the rock?"
    was met with some blank stares from
    paper and scissors.

       But Maiello was not fooled, for he
      smelled what the Rock was cooking.


     

    breakfast of sour grapes

    lunch, a small slice of Roguefort,

    Bitterly blue day


    Ha!  Fabulous, Oxy!


    Bitterly blue day;
    Grape Nuts are not nuts at all ...
    and cheese with mold, stinks.


    I really enjoyed these.  


    Thanks. trking!!


    You be real careful this week end in the snow storm.  Don't want any selfies from the hospital on my FB page. 


    Thanks, I'm always cautious about going out when it's icy or in snowstorms.  Manhattan is really good about making property owners quickly shovel their sidewalks, but a lot of times getting from the sidewalk to the Access-a-ride vehicle can be treacherous .. at least for me.  Fortunately, the snowstorm is supposed to happen on the weekend, so I'd probably be staying in anyway.   ;)  . 


    Haiku challenge:

    Pale skin and satin

    bequeathed to youth and beauty ...

    (watch the middle one)


    Ooo, I like that one!!


    A haiku for Martin Luther King Jr.'s Birthday:
     
    With hearts full of grace,
    and souls generating love
    we shall overcome.
     
     
     
    (Thanks to my friend, Jim W. for the Martin Luther King, Jr. quote that inspired this haiku.)
     
     

    Show me the money,
    Bluest blue of indigo,
    Make the offer now.

    The impatient beat in time
    is my life against the real.


    Make me a promise,

    bluest blue of indigo;

    reason to believe.

    I have already suffered

    enough red for one lifetime.


    Excellent, missy!!

    Dear Lord, I have had
    enough red for one lifetime.
    Yours truly, Santa.


    Let those who cherish

    puppies and kittens be damned.

    Yours truly, Santa.


    Oh no!! hahahahaha
    Good one, Missy!

     

    If you don't clean that
    Chimney, elves will kill your dog.
    Yours truly, Santa.  

     


    Excellent, moat!!

    Ev'rything went dark,
    bluest blue of indigo,
     became burnt umber.


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