The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    A Re-opened BiPartisan Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 3:49pm |

     

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

     

    There's a large dumpster
    right in front of my building
    I should clean my room.

     

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    On the isles of Shoals
    in an old seaside garden,
    begonias still bloom.

     

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    Skeleton women
    prance about on tippy-toes ...
    bony tours jete.

     

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    Sometimes reflections
    will clearly show that our lives
    may be upside down.

     

     

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    Please prioritize;
    carts go before horses and
    socks on before shoes.
     
     
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    Lazy sunlight drifts,
    through the parted lace curtains,
    of the drawing room.
     
     
     
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    At Suzie's front door,
    boys stammer and hesitate,
     ... then try for a kiss.
     
     
     
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    Even though he'd won,
    his thoughts remained fixated,
    on all he had lost.
     
     
     
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    What's more delicious,
    a strawberry milk shake, or
    a hot apple pie?
     


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    By a waterfall,
    The lovers had a picnic.
    Ev'rything got wet.


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    Know this, my sweet child,
    precious are the memories,
    that some day you'll have.
     

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    Torn between lovers,
    he was not sure what to do,
    then, he beheld her...


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    haiku trio:

    tabula rasa;
    hard times and great adventures
    fill Life's lesson plans.

    hitting reset may
    wipe the slate completely clean,
    but it's still a slate.

    What we come to know ...
    All are created equal
    then, we choose to learn.
     
     
     
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    Societal ills;
    Do you blame those above or
    those that are below?
     
     
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    Politi-kus:
     
     

    Tea Party Health Care;
    Don't take away my gun, 'cuz
    I need a flu shot.
     
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    Tea Party Death Wish;
    Who knew that holding your breath
    would turn Congress blue?
     
     
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    fingers crossed-ku: Crazy over-ruled ...
    Saner heads prevailed. They will
    shut down the shut-down.
     
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    Done. Like unicorns
    seen in the halls of Congress
    t'was a bit unreal.
     
     
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    There is Old Glory ...
    atop yonder hill, it waves.
    Freedom shall endure.
     
     
     
     
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    An old weathered rope,
    hangs 'round a lonely fence-post.
    Purpose forgotten.
     
     
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    While falling asleep,
    whispers and memories swirl
    through my consciousness ...
     
     
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    A quintet of haikus:

    Under a pale sky,
    a man in a hat, sits and
    reads his newspaper.

    As the daylight ebbs,
    the man folds the newspaper,
    gets up, and goes home.

    In the dark of night,
    he lies in bed and ponders
    all that he has learned ...

    and when he awakes,
    he gets up, finds his hat and
    grabs his newspaper.

    The mind's the engine,
    that drives our train of thought. We
    must keep feeding it.
     
     
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    The billowing sails,
    The churning, white-capped waters, 
    grey skies at ebb tide.


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    All the king's horses, 
    And all the king's men, liked their
    egg over easy.
     

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    Autumn in New York,
    leaves crackle underfoot as
    I stroll through the park.


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    Moon behind the clouds,
    fields aglow in bluish light,
    while foxes prowl.


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    All things pass away
    And all relationships change
    We are in motion.
     
     
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    She had placed her hand,
    gently on his shoulder, when
    he broke down and sobbed.
     
     
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    Piles of raked leaves,
    in my yard. Should I jump? The
    kid in me says, "Yes!"


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    tanka haiku:  Ya remember when
    Boy Scout leaders simply
    molested young boys?

    Now they help them to see that
    nature's wonders are finite.
     
     
     
     
     
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    This weekend is the 7th Annual Web-a-thon to benefit the Spondylitis Association: Banding Together 2013!!   The producer, Lazlo, is once again bringing together some of the best Indie bands who will be performing to raise money for the Spondylitis Association of America.
     
    Continual Live performances ALL weekend!!

    Check it out:
     

     

    Comments

    Great collection, Smith. Love the illustrated ones.

     

    Bonds Hike You:

     

    Bonds go down or up

    Interest goes up or down

    Portfolios, eh?

     

     

    Socks will hike you up

    Skirts drop after wind dies down

    Maybe real estate.


    by Oxy Mora on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 5:28pm

     

    Good ones, Oxy!
     

    He hikes his socks up,
    she pulls his pants down... In Life,
    things will even out.

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    When hemlines go up,
    economies boom. When they
    go down, sell, sell, sell!


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 5:57pm

    OCD LOVER

     

    He folded his pants,

    Socks arranged in the hamper;

    Hey, where'd that girl go?

     

     


    by Oxy Mora on Sat, 10/19/2013 - 12:54pm

    This one made me laugh out loud.  Nicely done, Oxy!


    by MrSmith1 on Sun, 10/20/2013 - 12:56am

    There are all these sounds

    Outside of my residence

    I kept thinking rain?

     

    No, no rain at all

    But there is this strange vortex?

    Just dead leaves moving

     

    Just dead leaves moving

    As the wind motivates them

    No animation

     

    Although, what is 'live'?

    I waited till four PM

    To walk outside me

     

    And into the world

    I crept although I used to

    Leap into that world

     

    So God was angry

    And He shed his ire at me

    Rain, hail, snow and sleet

     

    I was so punished

    By the God's ire that I

    Quickly returned home

     

    Why is God so mad?

    What have I ever done to

    Ire a God thus far?

     

    THE END

    Oh I still love your pix and your idea for your new art!

    The real end. hahahah

     

     

     

     


    by Richard Day on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 6:15pm

    I give you your own award of the day, Day. I really like that sequence a lot. Really.

     


    by Oxy Mora on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 7:55pm

    I agree with Oxy.  Nice work, DD!   Award yourself.


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 9:36pm

    Oxy, you can be pretty damn nice sometimes! ha


    by Richard Day on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 10:17pm

    My tiny backyard

    has become a patio

    no mowing for me.

    _________________

    They might topple rocks,

    but at least they are not gay,

    so it is all right.

    _________________

    P.S. I love these
    please keep the haikus flowing
    they are relevant

    by Verified Atheist on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 6:32pm

    Thanks, Verified!  Even the P.S. is in haiku form! Wooo-Hooo!!

     

    They might topple rocks,

    they might rend robes asunder,

    Bible Patriots.

     

     

     

     

     


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 9:40pm

    I really enjoyed this.  Thanks everyone.


    by trkingmomoe on Sat, 10/19/2013 - 7:54pm

    Just got to these today.  A great way to unwind after a week's worth of crazy.  Loved them all.

    You're all so damned clever.


    by Ramona on Sun, 10/20/2013 - 1:46pm