The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    More haikus for another Friday afternoon

    Here are some of my haikus from the past week:

     

    haiku: "Minds that only yearn,
    Never taste the fruit of life,
    Merely chew the rind."

    haiku: "Down on the bayou,
    nobody asks hominy grits,
    catfish eat pralines."

    haiku: "Living in the past,
    Though not a panacea,
    Is still comforting."

    haiku: "She sneezed her dress off,
    Which caused quite a kerfuffle,
    in the library."

    haiku: "Heaven only knows,
    What you were really thinking,
    When you said, 'Hello'."

    haiku: "She was unaware,
    That her presence caused a scene,
    So, moved blithely on..."

    haiku: "Shattering silence,
    The car horns' cacophony,
    Wakens my neighbors."

    haiku: "Willing accomplice,
    One to whom I owe so much,
    I'm glad you're my friend."

    haiku: "By the garden wall,
    a very blue hydrangea,
    contemplates escape."

    haiku: "Things you don't forget;
    My father built a wagon,
    for me to ride in."

    haiku: "60's cocktail hour,
    Whiskey sours were half-price,
    Tuesday's? Ladies Night."

    tanka haiku: "Are you touched each day?
    Do you caress your love, or
    hold them in your arms?
      Do you search for cyber-hugs,
      as salve for withered longings?"

    haiku: "Suddenly, footsteps,
    A shadow in the doorway,
    Then, a match is struck."

    haiku: "Cats and melon balls,
    a recipe for hijinks,
    and some sticky cats."

    haiku: "With flights of angels,
    No pat-downs or hold-overs,
    And no hi-jackings."

    haiku: "Abracadabra,
    makes rabbits disappear, (Psst!
    Under the table.)

    haiku: "The weekend hunter,
    tripped on a pine cone. Even
    his dog had to smile."

    haiku: "Waltzing through one's life,
    Not as easy as it sounds ...
    There's all that counting!"

    haiku: "'Honey, zip me up,
    Or we're going to be late',
    (Her hair was still wet.)"

    haiku: "He moves quietly,
    through dark streets and alleyways,
    Searching for lost souls."

    haiku: "In my loneliness,
    Watching as the world goes by,
    I re-think choices."

    haiku: Whist'ling in hallways,
    On a Saturday morning,
    Brings muffled retorts."

    haiku: "outside my window,
    I see (and hear) a street fair,
    so much for my nap."

    haiku: "his wishful thinking
    only confounded the Fates,
    so they surprised him."

    haiku: "Mary had a lamb,
    And little though it was, it ...
    began stalking her."

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    Comments

    Oops. Sorry. I meant to put this in the Creative Corner section.


    Nah, leave it here. Nothing much happening by way of traffic anyway.

    Good stuff!

    Kerfuffle in the library...now that is quite a line. hahahah


    She drank too much wine

    and forgot what she had said

    Now she drinks regret.


    Swallowed too much wine,
    Her whine's too much to swallow,
    Now she swallows pride. 


    Good one!  How about this?

     

    She smiled at Pino,

    but Grigio made her cry.

    Her tears tasted good.

     


    Nice, but the first line has six syllables.  


    No it doesn't: SHE / SMILED / AT / PI / NO

    I guess it's another variation on the whole smile diphthong argument.  I've always argued that smile is a one syllable word, but smiled ... yeah, okay.  I stand corrected. Sorry.


    No worries

    I liked the Fate's surprise. For me it is like this:

     

    The most dreaded tasks,

    done without disaster.

    Glass explodes alone.


    Good, but it's so tricky when a plural word where the s is verbalized is used as a one syllable word.  I try to avoid such dilemmas if I can.  I used to debate a friend as to whether or not smile is a one syllable word.  He insisted it was a two syllable word; 'Smi-uhl' ... I say one.

    I like the image of exploding glass - makes me imagine a chemistry experiment gone horribly wrong.

     


    The plural is wrong.

    Consonants crowd the hallway.

    Wet boots darken rug.

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    Brevity lives twice;

    as a beautiful sentence

    and a tragic end.


    Nicely done.


    I enjoyed reading them all. Excellent.

    Blue Hydrangea seems the most classic and enduring, true to the art form. #1

    I loved "Sneezed her dress off", very clever, I laughed, my keyboard along with me. #2

    Also liked zip me up.

    They're all very good.


    Thanks. I threw the hydrangea one in just to show that I can do the classics.  lol


    From last night:

    "Turn your blinkers off!,
    Move into the 'slow lane', PLEASE!
    Oh, for the love of ... !!
      Be kind when your grandma drives,
      You may be her age some day."


    I've always appreciated haiku, though I don't seem to be wired to do it, myself.  The discipline frees the writer to come up with unique, clever word patterns that wouldn't have come naturally otherwise, and I suspect part of the fun of it is the writer's joy when it succeeds.

    I loved this one:

    haiku: "Minds that only yearn,
    Never taste the fruit of life,
    Merely chew the rind."

    Loved the wine haikus, too, and many others.  Just wanted to say thanks for some lovely reading.

     


    Tomatoes are good

    Bite into them and they burst

    With pure grooviness


    Excellent ... although the folks at this website might disagree.


    Blasphemy! Actually, in Slovenijan and Croatian, the word for tomato is "paradise." I loves me some tomatoes!!!

    The web is an interesting place...

    fun facts in Haiku:


    President Nixon

    covered his cottage cheese with

    Tomato Ketchup.


    all creations rise

    in the struggle against form.

    haiku no different.

     


    I have to not that the last line works if one uses the verbal "dif frent" as opposed to the proper "dif fer ent"


    Sweet ... and yes, in similar situations I often use diff'rent to comply with the form, so I'll assume you were using the two syllable pronunciation and not making a statement about rebelling against the 17 syllable form (even though I suspect you were. LOL)


    OK, OK, my last submission:

    She had been his muse

    But, being smarter than he,

    It all went downhill


    one more shot across

    the bow in the gender war.

    will it never end?


    On the other hand,

    "He had been her muse,

    But, she's smarter than he, so ...  

    It was all uphill."