Here's this week's heap of haikus:

A Times Square haiku quintet: 

The statue of George M. Cohan in Times Square before the glut overwhelmed it.

Riding through Times Square
greatly saddens me. Have we
lost all perspective?
 

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Times Square's totally
out of proportion.  People
are overwhelmed.

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Buildings now loom like
sideways Towers of Babel.
invading ALL space.
 

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George M. Cohan hides
'neath construction scaffolds. "The
Palace" under seige.


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Alas, just one word

can describe this venue now;

Abomination.

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Pies on windowsills
send aromas wafting through
the nearby schoolyard.
 

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On her front porch swing,
she would often be courted,
by the boy next door.
 

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fog floats o'er the field,
dew forms on the split rail fence.
A fresh new morning.

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We hope for rainbows
to sweep across the sky when
the storm has ended.
 

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May each day dawn with
no regrets for yesterday,
nor phone calls to make.
 

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double haiku:

In the barber’s chairs,
boys squirm and fidget … while their
dads peruse Playboys.
 
O'er the clippers buzz,
old guys argue politics …
kids suck lollipops.

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On a dock in Maine,
he watched as the lobsters were
removed from their traps.
 

 
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Hampered by the rain,
we still managed to play a
full set of tennis.
 

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Finding peace-makers
is never as easy as
finding warriors.

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A leaf-less tree frames
a lonely farm-house in the
middle of nowhere.

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What if we’re all cogs
in a huge, complex machine,
just needing to mesh?
 

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The fabric of Life;
From order to chaos, we
slowly unravel.
 

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His pulse would quicken
each time she entered the room.
Not love.  She brought beer.

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Thoughts, planted wisely,
blossom in reluctant minds,
when the time is right.

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Deer in the headlights!
Brakes slam!  Tires squeal!   Seat belts grab!
Adrenaline rush!

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Children whispering,
conspiratorial glee …
Parents … be wary.

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The shade of an elm,
passes through my small garden,
as dusk approaches.
 

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Edges of my path
have frayed, for I've not always
kept within the lines.

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If you syncopate
a fascinatin’ rhythm,
will you strike a chord?
 

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As the clouds disperse
Stars twinkle in the night sky
My heart leads me home.

 

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Then, without warning,
trucks collide on the corner
Police cars converge.

 

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A stone partition
does not stop my neighbor’s dog
from barking at me.
 

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The look in her eyes
was enough to melt his heart …
and his tupperware.
 

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Walking through meadows
just before sunrise, is worth
some wet trouser cuffs.

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Strolling through the park,
I start to feel once again,
imbued by nature.

 
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tanka haiku:

Ev’ry circumstance
is an opportunity
to learn and to grow.

Do not shrink in fear, step up
to the plate and swing away!
 


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double haiku:
 
The screen door slams shut.
An angry young man runs to
his car and ‘peels out.’

A young girl watches
from the window and prays that
her sadness will end.

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Remember; Thousands
of things will go RIGHT for you,
ev’ry single day.
 

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There is a structure
to all things, and a context
to fence it all in.
 

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