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    A Frequently Freezing Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    A knock at the door.
    her face rings a bell  ... My past
    has caught up with me.

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    A No-Frills Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Do not obsess on
    the follies of youth, but how
    you overcame them.

     

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    A Snow-covered Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     


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    triple haiku:

    Consistency makes
    unimaginative lives
    seem less vacuous.


     

    Consistent is not
    a value, it's an action.
    (Erratic is too.)

     

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    A Bitterly Blue Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     


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    My car windows would
    seem an unlikely source of
    Sunrise reflections

     

     

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    The Very First Second Friday Afternoon of The Year at the Haikulodeon

    New Years Resolution-ku:

    Here's to hoping that
    the treadmill we're on, does not
    go any faster.

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    Another Day Late Year-End Review at the Haikulodeon (Pt. 2)

    Part Two of the Haikulodeon's Year-End Review.  The Best of your comments in haiku form. 
    Thanks to all for such a wonderful assortment of haikus.

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    A Day Late Year-End Review at the Haikulodeon - pt. 1

    2015 was an amazing year at the Haikulodeon.  I have been going through all the comments this past year and there are so many great haikus, I'm going to post this year-end review in two parts.  I've included some of my haiku comments in the mix because they fit into the thread and sparked other responses.   Thanks to all who responded last year, including Barefooted, Richard Day, Guy named Lulu, moat, Oxy Mora, Peracles Please, Trkingmomoe and Ramona.

    Happy New Year. Dagbloggers!!

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    A Fairly Christmas-y Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

     

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    December morning,
    I walk through an alleyway
    between two churches.

     

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    Hidden in the creche;
    a marble he'd stolen from
    his little brother.

     

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    A Warm, Yet Wintry Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

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    double haiku:

    To avoid what is
    unknown is to stop asking
    questions.  Keep learning.

    Life is a question
    Our quest for knowing is the
    path on which we walk

     

     

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    A Pre-Approved Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    tanka haiku:

    "That's me with Santa"...
    "Why are you on a horse and
    not on a reindeer?"

    Grandma paused and then whispered,
    "Dear, no-one sits on Rudolph."

    (My mom with Santa ... circa 1927)

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    A Cobbled Together Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

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    My faded old jeans
    easy and comfortable;
    worn from the wearing.

     

     

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    One luxury of
    being rich; you can ignore
    all your own failings.

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    Delicious Pecan Fruit Cake

    Fruit Cake has a bad reputation as being dry and heavy like a brick.  I found this delicious recipe many years ago on the back of a cake mix.

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    Bourbon Sweet Potato Cookies

     

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    This cookie recipe will really add something different to your holiday list of cookies.  It is not overly sweet and full of flavors that just roll of your tongue.  It has real wow factor going for it. If you do make these for cookie exchanges and gift giving make sure you include the recipe because you will asked for it.  

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    A Slightly Delayed Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

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    I wander the streets
    confused and bleeding, I can't
    find my way back home.

     

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    A Fixer-Upper Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     


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    Harmonica bench ...
    on a harmonious beach
    blues, powered by wind.

     

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    Wabby's Marine

    When I was five years old I had my own Marine. His name was George but I called him Zorro. I am, after all, a child of the television age and he seemed like a Zorro to me.

    He was my brother-in-law's brother (did I ever mention I was born 15 years after my eldest sister?) and he was a frequent visitor at my parent's house. He was there as often as my sister and b-i-l were and sometimes even when they weren't. George liked us. George liked me. No, he wasn't a child molester. It's one of the few bad things he wasn't.

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    NEVER A CHILD

    Beneath the Spin * Eric L.
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    A Fresh and Fabulous Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    'midst the brown marsh grass,
    an old wooden dock waits for
    its boat to return.

    low clouds fill the sky,
    all journeys begin with hope
    wood wharf seeks closure.

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    A Ghastly, Ghostly, Frightening Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Here's this week's headless heap of haikus:

    (Ding-Dong!)  Trick or Treat!!
    "Who are YOU supposed to be?!"
    (Candy dropped in bags.)

    Life is but a dream,
    and in dying we awake
    un-departed souls

    Don't Try This At Home

    We had a house guest in town who had cooked a lot of good meals for us so it was time for me to represent and cook something good myself before she left. I saw there was a bag of these cute little orange peppers in the fridge from somebody's shopping trip so I chopped them up and threw them in with the garlic I was heating as base of the sauce for a chicken fricassee. It was a dish I had made many times from whatever was around.

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    Techno-ignorance

    Could you get by without the internet? Google? Word processing? GPS?

    Most of us, when asked, would quickly and easily say sure, no problem, we'd adjust. But when was the last time you used (or saw) a telephone book or a map? Actually looked up reference material in a book? When did you last write something of length in longhand?

    If you immediately reach for your phone before your feet touch the ground in the morning, hesitate. There will never be a reason or a way to discard the importance of technology - but it may be just as important to be able to survive it.

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    A Lovelorn Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

     

     

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    How I Ruined A Saturday Afternoon

    I went to a garden party.
    Rick Nelson wasn’t there.


    There was no music of any kind.
    Just mounds of Tupperware.

    My hostess was a woman,
    A stranger to me I’m afraid.
    I was dragged to this thing by my cousin’s wife
    To benefit her Lady’s Aid

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    A Doo-Wop Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

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    A cool autumn night
    A golden moon is shining o'er
    the harvested fields,

     

     

     

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