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    Finally, a Finely Fried Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    In that 'long ago',
    all of us are ever young ...
    never more alive.

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    A Deplorable/Adorable Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Thoughts, planted wisely,
    blossom in reluctant minds,
    when the time is right.

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    Autumn in Hiding on a Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

     

     

     

    A golden surfer
    rides a quiet wave to shore
    the world is at peace.

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    THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

     

    This link got to me.

    http://www.huffingtonpost.com/stacey-skrysak/why-im-the-mom-crying-at-_b_11793692.html?

    This mother lost two of three triplets, evidently and it recounts her taking her four year old to preschool for the first time and then LEAVING HER THERE. hahahhah

    My granddaughter is going to her first day of preschool on Monday, next.

    The parents had to work out the delivery system as well as the recovery system. 

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    Yet Another Laborious Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

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    Autumn taught 'em, when
    the first leaf falls from a tree
    Summer soon will wane.



     ( I saw that first leaf today, lying quietly on the sidewalk.)

     

     

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    A Feckless, Freckled Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Drunk and bewildered ...
    Well, here I am, 2 PM.
    Heck, what day is it?

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    A Sunny and Summer-y Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    A rusty Ford coupe
    parked in the driveway of a
    two room bungalow.

    Other Lurkers

    Now that acanuck has been outed as Justin Bieber (see "Would You Vote for Ted Cruz..."), I wonder what other celebrities are lurking behind Dagblog monikers.  Suspected all along that "Ramona" was actually Kim Kardashian,  but who really is behind the "Michael Wolraich" tag?

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    A Ubiquitous Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    In the morning light,
    a sailboat on the Hudson,
    moves as in a dream.

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    How do we know what we know?

    A bust of Socrates

    I got this epiphany of sorts.

    Where should I put this thought or these thoughts?

    I started something earlier in the week and I shall get to it.

    How to begin?

    My Grandaughter went to my son. 

    And she asked a simple question, the type of question I never ever asked or questioned.

    She asked her Dad:

    Why am I Noela?

    First, she went to Dad and not Mom?

    MrSmith1's picture

    A Tweet-baiting Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

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

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    A Blissfully Ignorant Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

    Quietly, the dusk
    soothes the ocean waters and
    calms the day for night.

     

    (Photo courtesy Kristina Rebelo)

     

     

    Here's the rest of this week's heap of haikus:

     

    Special Edition: *You-Do-the-Haiku*

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    A Non-Dystopian Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

     


    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     


    Love may seem like a
    fallowed field, but Love won't yield
    a random harvest.

     

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    An Unindicted, Unendorsed Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Hiding in shadows,
    waiting for the sun to set,
    and the moon to rise.

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    Another Star-Spangled Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    The rockets' red glare,
    bombs bursting in air, gave proof
    that we love fireworks.

    Richard Day's picture

    MESMER

    Franz Anton Mesmer.jpgMesmer treated patients both individually and in groups. With individuals he would sit in front of his patient with his knees touching the patient's knees, pressing the patient's thumbs in his hands, looking fixedly into the patient's eyes. Mesmer made "passes", moving his hands from patients' shoulders down along their arms.

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    An Extremely Late Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Somewhere in the deep
    recesses of my brain, sleep
    forgotten haikus.

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    A Jittery Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

     

     

    South wind, cloudy sky
    the ever present mountain
    never once asks why.

     

     

     

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    Trump is as wonderful as he says he is

    Trump says: "Just kidding"

    About the Mexican Judge.

    ..........Until November

     

     

    Rats are deserting

    That ship the GOP built

    Because they are scared.

     

     

    Even Ivanka --

    The cool cucumber she is

    Knows not what to say.

     

     

    Sing along with Trump:

    Mexicans, Muslims, and blacks...

    All love me because?

     

    Women know I'm great

    Because I'm not a loser.

    Mommy, mom....love me!!!!!

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    A Fearlessly Friendly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     


    Here's this week's heap of haikus:


     

    Remembrance of war
    a flag of the rising sun
    will be going home.

     

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    Another Getaway Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

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