The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    Another Lazy Friday afternoon at the Haiku-lodeon ...

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 04/13/2012 - 2:35pm |
     
     
    Here's this week's heap of haikus:

     

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    Stashed behind the soup
    in her kitchen pantry was
    the choc'late cake mix.
     
     
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    Little ladybug,
    crawls across my shoe, on her
    way to my garden.
     
     
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    Searching for the truth
    is easier when you know
    where to start to look.
     
     
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    Her withering glance
    told him he'd said too much ... and
    he'll sleep on the couch.
     
     
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     He went for his gun ...
    but the 'mangy varmint' said,
    'Billy, time for lunch.'
     
     
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    Do you spend your days
    mopping up calamities?
    or creating them?
     
     
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    In the stream of Life,
    we flow with swift currents, to
    avoid stagnant pools.
     
     
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    Will you ever wake?
    Or will you dream forever?
    Will you ever know?
     
     
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    In the drainpipe's curve,
    a nest of twigs holds two eggs;
    the true joy of Spring.
     
     
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    Willows in the wind,
    gently swaying back and forth,
    like sleepy dancers."
     
     
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    Troubles never last ...
    Like cream poured into coffee,
    They'll soon swirl away.
     
     
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    Tulip bulbs planted
    upside down, still find a way
    to reach the surface.
     
     
     
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    tanka haiku:  Yellow daffodils
    hiding behind hyacinths,
    feel rather silly.
     
    (Y'see, daffodils are tall,
    and hyacinths, well ... aren't high.)
     
     
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    Easter massacre!
    A headless choc'late bunny
    lies next to his peeps!
     
     
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     Hanging at Starbucks;
    The Algonquin Roundtable
    For witless slackers?
     
     
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     When I can not sleep
    I do not toss and turn, I
    go to the bathroom ...
     
     
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     I was born to run,
    but knew there was no escape.
    So ... I did some laps.
     
     
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    Comments

    Daffy's and tulips in my yard.


    by wabby on Sun, 04/15/2012 - 6:56pm

    Beautiful!  Ahh, flowers... ain't they grand?  

    I have a friend that lives in California and she spends a lot of her leisure time taking photos at a flower farm that is near her home:


    by MrSmith1 on Sun, 04/15/2012 - 8:55pm

    I get lost I suppose!

    Troubles never last ...
    Like cream poured into coffee,
    They'll soon swirl away.
     
    Troubles seem to follow me
    Forever
     
    I should have done this
    I should have done the other
    Why even bother!
     
    ha

    by Richard Day on Sun, 04/15/2012 - 8:42pm

     

    Good one, DD!!

     

     

     


    by MrSmith1 on Sun, 04/15/2012 - 9:45pm