The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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    Another Sleepy Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

     

     

    Here's this week's heap of haikus:




     

    What-the-bird-at-the-racetrack-is-thinking-ku:

    The two legged things
    sit on the four legged things
    and run in circles?!

     

    (Thanks to Kristina Rebelo for the use of the photo.)

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    A rosy outlook
    can still have thorny issues.
    My advice? Wear gloves.



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    Winter reminder-ku:

    Though snow has fallen,
    remember, it has fallen
    but it can't get up.


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    An eager puppy,
    tail wagging, strains at his leash.
    So many new friends!


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    When you think of friends,
    round their 'rough edges', and put
    smiles on their faces.    



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    Stuck. Like in cement.
    His life's going nowhere, and
    the stage has left Dodge.




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    Skies with quiet clouds,
    boardwalks sparsely peopled with
    Old folks lost in thought.



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    ( I forgot to post these during peak foliage time ... )


    Maples, elms and oaks
    burst with yellow, red and orange;
    the forest ablaze!

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    As the earth prepares
    to take its winter snooze, the
    foliage blushes.


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    A tangled mass of
    branches peer into the stream
    searching for lost leaves.



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    COMPUTER CAP LOCKS
    SERVE A PURPOSE!   ALLOWING
    ONLINE MIMES TO SCREAM!




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    Bottle openers are
    useless ... till you need them.  Like
    Condoms in wallets.


     


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    Oh sturdy vine, on
    which we all depend, wither
    not at season's end.


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    A tiny bird pecks
    at what it thinks is food, and
    man thought smoke-able.


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    Do not suffer fools,
    gently educate them and
    elevate their souls.


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    Purple swirls may make
    you dizzy, but old love songs
    may well make you blue.


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    And so it begins;
    the cold month that ends each year.
    Be mild, December.


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    To be committed
    is to fly through each sunset
    in search of the dawn.



    (Thanks to Kristina Rebelo for the use of the photo.)
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     tanka haiku:  

    Now that I am old,
    I don't have to ask for help,
    nice folks will offer. 

    Of course, what they offer is,
    seldom what I really need. 



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    Immortal souls that
    live in mortal bodies ... That's
    one of God's jokes, right?


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    ( still one of my faves ... )

    haiku: A garden pathway
    lined with purple violets
    absorbs all sadness.

     

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    Double haiku:

    They used to say, "See:

    ya in the funny papers" ..

    Now, it's understood.
     

    We are ALL in the

    funny papers ... But the world's

    no longer funny.

     

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    Of a sanguine mind,
    he always disagreed with
    the cynical blokes ...

     

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    Advice-to-vampires-ku:

    Don't become smitten
    with young maids you have bitten;
    there's too much at stake.

     

     

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    The ecdysiast
    that men find teasiest, zips
    up the easiest.

     

     

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    This'll float your boat;
    Naked Gondoliers is what
    makes Venetians blind.

     

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    Tomorrow is my
    birthday ... One more year gone by.
    Where's my slice of cake?

     

     
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    You got that right, I fell asleep early on Friday and slept all night.  Enjoyable read. 


    A HAPPY BIRTHDAY

    To a December Child

    But not cold hearted

    hahaha

     

    Sometimes I use caps

    I wish to be recognized

    Emphasis my plan

     

    We began winter

    Early this year; November

    November was BAD

     

    December is WORSE

    December is much much WORSE

    But...I have a home

     

    Actually my goals

    Are all wrapped up in pay days

    Less so in seasons

    BUT DAMN IT'S COLD

    HAHAHAH

     


    Thanks, DD.   As always, you inspire me.