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    Free Lemonade Friday Afternoons at the Haikulodeon

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 07/06/2012 - 1:07pm |

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:
     
     
     
    A nuanced answer's
    often misunderstood ... or
    picked apart by friends.
     
     
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    Of a sanguine mind,
    he always disagreed with 
    the cynical blokes ...
     
     
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    tanka haiku: "What a lovely toy,"
    she thought. (That was long ago.)
    It no longer shines.

    Ignoring missing buttons,
    she still combs its thinning hair.
     
     
     
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     Have you ever seen
    a sunrise that does not hold
    a promise of re-birth?
     
     
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    tanka haiku:  Why do you suppose
    we have physical limits ...
    To teach us patience.

    (Also, to give us something
    that we can complain about.)
     
     
     
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    Formerly treasured
    knick-knacks in the garbage bin,
    show his shifting taste.
     
     
     
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     Temps in the 90's,
    the humidity as well ...
    Summer sucks sometimes.
     
     
     
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     Vacant apartment
    Dust has settled everywhere.
    Her spirit lingers.
     
     
     
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    tanka haiku:  John Fluegel  played fife,
    Tobias Giltner  fought in
    the Revolution.
     
    Here's to ALL my ancestors
    that fought for Independence.
     
     
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    Try imagining
    that strangers you encounter,
    are friends from past lives.
     
     
    Respond-ku from a friend:  
     
    What if these strangers
    recognized as past-life friends,
    still owe me money?
     
     
    Respond-ku2 from me:
     
    You're a lucky man
    to get a second chance with
    those stinking deadbeats.
     
     
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     What is on your mind,
    the weight of the world ... or the
    lightness of being?
     
     
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    She no longer cares
    if she impresses others,
    she just likes to sing.
     
     
     
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    A slice of apple,
    a wedge of sharp cheddar cheese,
    and you by my side.
     
     
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    When the beagle barked,
    squirrels would stop and look his way
    and see he was tied up.
     
     
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     While I sit and read;
    a pitcher of lemonade
    quickly disappears.
     
     
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    Coffee on the porch,
    watching kids on bicycles
    chased by barking dogs.
     
     
     
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    As the clouds disperse,
    stars twinkle in the sky and
    my heart leads me home.
     
     
     
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    Shady Summer's dusk;
    he whistled as he strolled down those
    quiet streets near home.
     
     
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    The calla lilies
    sported purple freckles, which
    made me think of you.
     
     
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     I sometimes wonder
    what my dad would think of all this ...
    Forty years, things change.
     
     
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     I am for you and
    hope you are for me. So here; 
    break some bread with me.
     
     
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    The epitome
    of a most humble man; his
    silence is profound.
     
     
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    Near shallow shoals,
    sallow souls in hollow holes
    scream at scheming scum.
     
     
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     You've fought long enough,
    my friend, put your sword down now
    and rest, simply rest.
     
     
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    Comments

    Your double posting

    of the haikulodeon

    is now a single


    by Donal on Fri, 07/06/2012 - 1:55pm

    Administrative
    work is appreciated.
    Thanks so much, Donal.


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 07/06/2012 - 2:31pm

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