MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE by Michael Wolraich Order today at Barnes & Noble / Amazon / Books-A-Million / Bookshop |
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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Comments
You got that right, I fell asleep early on Friday and slept all night. Enjoyable read.
by trkingmomoe on Sat, 12/07/2013 - 8:02am
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
by Richard Day on Sat, 12/07/2013 - 3:43pm
Thanks, DD. As always, you inspire me.
by MrSmith1 on Sat, 12/07/2013 - 8:36pm