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    Friday afternoon at the Haiku-lodeon 06-08-2012

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 06/08/2012 - 1:07pm |

     

    'Come-let-us-wander
    through-the-haiku-lodeon
    and-be-transported.'
     
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    How do the living
    deal with the dying, and not
    get stuck in their realm?
     
    It's difficult. So we must
    tread lightly 'round Life's edges.
     
     
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    And with all my heart
    I do pledge to thee, my troth;
    my sweetness, my love.
     
     
    (Wishing a most happy marriage tomorrow to my friends, Veronica and Stu.)
     
     
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    Whispering bridesmaids,
    gossip 'bout the men at the
    bachelor party.
     
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    Two little dogs rush
    onto the elevator ....
    But-their hopes-are dashed.
     
     
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    tanka haiku: With a glass of milk,
    juice and toast, cereal makes
    a balanced breakfast.

    Good to know if you have got
    Vertigo and crave corn flakes.
     
     
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    Double-haiku:
     
    With Spondylitis
    Iritis might smite us and
    Eye won't be happy.

    Don't try to spite us
    when it comes to Iritis
    all-right-us means 'drops.
     
     
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    Kittens often purr
    when close to those they love ... and
    to those that feed them.
     
     
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    She proposes roses,
    he jokes, (or kids), orchids. The
    flowers remained mum.
     
     
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    A red-haired man sits
    next to her. We can't see him.
    Her angel is here.
     
     
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    Her world's no larger
    than the size of her bed and
    the depth of her dreams.
     
     
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    If you want the world
    to be your oyster, it helps
    to know how to shuck.
     
     
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    Strumming a banjo,
    he sang that Hope was gone, but ...
    it was in his voice.
     
     
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    Waiting by the door,
    a shy young girl fidgets with
    a yellow wrist-band.
     
     
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    On a cloudy day
    with intermittent rain, a
    laugh can still break through.
     
     
     
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    tanka haiku: it's rare, one event
    inspires two new phrases
    which mean the same thing;

    Caesar said, 'the die is cast'
    as he 'crossed the Rubicon'.
     
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    Lingering in dreams
    she floats through circumstances
    which replay her life.
     
     
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    Japanese maples
    rustle noiselessly outside
    while my mother sleeps.
     
     
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    As-you-probably-noticed,-there-have-been-a-lot-of-haikus-about-death-or-references-to-passing-away-lately-in-my-poems.--In-this-instance,-there-is-a-connection.-My-nearly-94-year-old-mom-is-dying.
     
    I-was-told-her-passing-was-imminent-last-Thursday,-so-I-left-work-to-go-to-be-with-her-in-Pennsylvania-...-but,-had-to-come-back-home-to-NYC,-because-she,-as-of-this-afternoon,-is-still-holding-on-...-waiting-for-what,-none-of-us-can-say.--She-has-had-Congestive-Heart-Failure-for-over-12-years,-and-now,-in-this-final-stage,-she-is-confined-to-her-bed,-barely-able-to-move.
     
    P.S.--Sorry,-about-the-dashes-between-every-word,-but-my-keyboard-just-had-some-coffee-spilled-into-it---
     
     
    And-so-it-goes.
     
     
     
     

    Comments

    Don't feed that damned cat

    Now look, kittens everywhere

    Anyone got milk?


    by Oxy Mora on Fri, 06/08/2012 - 1:22pm

     

    Good-one!

     

    "Anyone-got-milk?"
    Is-also-the-slogan-of
    the-La-Leche-League.

     


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 06/08/2012 - 2:33pm