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    A Tweet-baiting Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

     

     

     

     

    Heartfelt homilies
    give Sunday morning breakfasts
    ample food for thought.

     

     

     

     


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    We may never know
    what winds blow thoughts through our minds,
    swirling up our past.


     

     

     

     

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    Determination
    displayed in each step he takes
    screams, “I’m not done yet!”

     

     

     

     


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    In the pizza joint,
    flakes of Oregano spilled
    across the table.

     
     

     

     

     

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    To remember love
    is to journey through the soul
    and restore the heart.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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

     

     

     

     

     

     

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     The billowing sails,
    The churning, white-capped waters,
    grey skies at ebb tide.

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Dogwoods are in bloom
    around the traffic circle,
    bumper to blossom.

     

     

     

     


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    The world passes by.
    I look out my window and
    imagine stories.

     

     

     


     

     

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    Tucked in his wallet
    was a photo from his youth
    of a secret love.

     

     

     

     


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    tanka haiku:

     

    He sits at breakfast
    quietly sobering up
    sipping his coffee.

         His legs bruised, his hair matted,
         and somehow minus trousers.

     

     


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    A wise old man sat
    amidst the rubble and smiled
    at all he had learned.


     

     

     

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    This is the Future
    that you dreamed about while you
    sat in Study Hall.

     

     

     

     

     

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    As her 'crush' approached,
    she giggled like a schoolgirl,
    her face turning red.

     

     

     

     

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    He lay beside her,
    getting stains on his jeans from
    the freshly cut grass.

     

     

     

     

     

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    Kicking off her shoes,
    She ran down the beach and stepped
    on a jellyfish.

     

     

     

     

     

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    triple haiku:


    O'er the crest of the
    hill, beyond the turn in the
    road ... where hope resides.

    turn the corner, lift
    up the veil, enter darkened
    rooms, destiny waits.

    Do not be fearful.
    Trust that no harm will come, for
    you have much to do.

     

     

     


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    Skies with quiet clouds,
    a boardwalk sparsely peopled,
    with folks lost in thought.

     

     

     


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    I hear distant trains
    and imagine going home ...
    whistles ride the wind.

     

     

     

     

     

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    The fabric of Life;
    From order to chaos, we
    slowly unravel.

     

     

     

     

     

     


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    The ice machine's broke!
    Damn cheap motel in Podunk ...
    We're drinkin' warm beer.

     

     

     

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    Many a great man
    has been brought low by the smell
    of baby powder.

     

     

     


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     Wishing for rainbows
    is fine, but refracting light
    through a prism ... works.

     

     

     


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    A sweltering day,
    I wait for my ride to work,
    counting beads of sweat.

     

     

     


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    You hope for glory ...
    too often settle for praise ...
    don't lose your focus.

     

     


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    Rock and Roll bad boys
    need a balance breakfast too.
    Snap, crackle, pop-stars.


    (Just before hitting it big, The Rolling Stones made this commercial for Rice Krispies, written by band member Brian Jones.)

     

     

     

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    Chasing a sparrow,
    Doesn't seem like such hard work,
    Until it takes off.

     

     

     

     

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    double haiku:

     

    Loads of Malarkey
    are often delivered in
    keynote addresses.

    But, when Biden time,
    the malarkey will flow in
    other directions.

     

     

     

     

     

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    Self promotion! ... or
    Become a General ... just
    be unspecific.  

     

     

     

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    Teen-aged Romeo
    waited 'neath the boardwalk with
    a cold grape soda.

     

     

     

     

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    Unleashing your joy
    will lift you off your feet and
    point you to the stars.

     

     

    (Photo courtesy Kristina Rebelo)

     

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    Youth will always snatch
    the hands of time from elders
    and run out the clock.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     


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    Deep in thought, he walks,
    Through harvest-ready orchards,
    Hoping apples drop.

     

     

     

     

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    Never-ending songs
    often go into re-verse ...?
    Of chorus they do.

     

     

     

     


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    Swimming with the tide
    may take you into oceans
    of profound regret.

     

     

     

     

     

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    Up hills and down dales,
    I expand my horizons ...
    plagued by two sore feet.

     

     

     

     

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    In the morning fog,
    the field beyond seems painted
    with watercolors.

     

     

     

     

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    We will persevere.
    We'll wake again tomorrow
    and tend our gardens.

     

     

     

     

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    Regrets at sunset,
    Never fully wipe away,
    The sins of today.

     

     

     

     

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    We search for meaning,
    but as we wander through Life,
    fog envelops us.

     
     

     

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    tanka haiku:

     

    The curve of her waist,
    the creases of her smile, the
    wisdom in her thoughts.

         She slowly consumed all his
         waking moments ... then, his dreams.

     

     


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    double haiku:

     

    Old women shuffle
    Guy with beard argues on phone
    Youngster bounces ball

    Small bird pecks and hops
    Delivery guy parks his bike ...
    This sidewalk sees all.

     

     

     

     

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    Each dusk he watched the
    darkening sky's shifting shades;
    blue-ish indigo.

     

     

     

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    Too few epistles
    twixt clover and thistle, but
    many a whistle.

     

     

     

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    double haiku:
     
    Jiggling joggers
    waiting for the light to change
    bouncing up and down
     
    When the light turned green,
    a pony-tailed tsunami
    swept across the street.

     

     

     


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    The gist of each jest,
    (as each guest might have guessed), was
    at the host's behest.

     

     


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    In the marbled foyer,
    an arrangement of jasmines
    offers us welcome.

     

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    If you struggle to
    build ships in bottles, why not
    get bigger bottles?


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    After the rainstorm
    shimmering shafts of sunshine,
    broke through the dark clouds.


    (Photo courtesy my friend and neighbor, David Thompson)


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     haiku + tanka haiku:


    Is love illusion?
    Rainbows just refracted light?
    Is what you feel, real?

    Do we dream at all
    or is it all a dream? We
    may never be sure.
         So whistle if you like, friend,
         we all chose which world we build.

     


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    Bonus poem: 

     

    Time is the killer of hope,
    Age the renewer of virtue.

    Our vanity seeks an older mirror,
    our wisdom thinks better of looking.

    The strength of our passion
    will yield to the weakness of empathy.

    We are at war, my friend, at war.

    Fighting time means ultimate surrender.
    Forgiving our weakness will open ev'ry locked door.


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    (More Later)

     

     

    Comments

    Eggs over easy

    Life is never so easy

    But I love my eggs

    Baby powder and....

    Talc is now so so toxic

    TV tells me so

    Babies are so new

    And yet I am so so old

    Talc is a good smell

    xxxxxx

    Wonderful riff Mr. Smith

    Thank you

    I have other things going on

     


    Thanks, DD.

    Another blurp ..

     

    Eggs over easy,
    Time after time,
    Water under bridges,
    Pearls before swine,

    Age before beauty,
    in sickness and health
    life is a blessing
    without or with wealth

     

     


    Yeah Mr. Smith

    Life as a blessing

    Why am I attracted to babies as well as their parents?

    DNA I guess.

    But DNA is just a chemical, after all.

    hahhahah

    Oh and eggs are just chemicals in the end.

    But I love babies and parents and eggs.

    the end


    Eggs over easy?

    They're really just underdone ...

    Easy always is.


    Ha!  Good one, Missy!

     

    Underdone egg with
    no emotional center ...
    it's simply, no yolk.

     

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    I once poached an egg
    that should have been scrambled ... But
    now that egg is toast.

     


    What's feminism?

    Standing for equality,

    whoever you are.

      

      

     

     


     

    Good one!!

     

    whoever you are
    and whatever you do, be
    Barack Obama.
     

     


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