Here's this week's heap of haikus:

In re: That Blue moon;
It saw me standing alone.
Well, what's wrong with that?

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Oh spare me please from
the elucidation of
Conservatism.

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With baskets of fruit,
fruit goes bad ... bodies and minds,
just the opposite.

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Aided by a breeze,
a cardboard cup strolls along
West End Avenue.

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The sweetness that lives
inside my lover's eyes will
melt my fears away.

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I know where I've been,
and where I currently stand,
but come tomorrow ...?

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South wind, cloudy sky
the ever present mountain
never once asks why.

Katsushika Hokusai (Japanese, 1760–1849) | Red Fuji

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Rube Goldberg was heard
to say, "That's what I meant by
get Bach to nature."

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With a painter's eyes,
and a poet's soul, he found
beauty ev'rywhere.
 
 

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While on a pub crawl,
they spotted an old school mate
living on the street.

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A girl and her mom
stroll through Madison Square Park
after eating lunch.

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Waiting patiently
for the next train to depart,
I think up haikus.
 

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

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

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

 
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I drove through the night
to get to your front door and
ask you to be mine.

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Outside mom's window
the trees noiselessly rustled
as she fought for life.

(My mom passed away on July 31 of 2012, a week short of her 94th birthday.  Hard to believe its been three years.  Here she is on a carousel on her 90th birthday.)

As we left the church,
Birds began to sing. Angels
whispered, Life goes on.

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The calla lilies
sported little freckles, which
made me think of you.
 

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The scariest words;
“The doctor will see you now”,
all come with co-pays.

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tanka haiku:

Alas, we live in
a linear existence;
the Past is prologue.
    But that is only because
    we are walking in circles

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Purgatory? The
hell of it is, you can't get
heavenly coffee.
 

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 If you have a job
with no time parameters,
you must be shiftless.

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Feel irregular?
Take Fletcher’s Castoria!
(‘Mad Men’ Ad copy)

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 He went tree to tree
in search of fallen fruit, but
Nature denied him.

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 A-True-Story double haiku:

The out-of-towner
asked the bagel store worker,
"What's the softest one?"

To which the worker,
replied, "The softest bagel  ...
would be a croissant."
 
 

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She smiled and whispered,
'I will never forget you' ...
But, by Noon, she had.
 

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That awkward moment
when you've ticked off Jonathan
Livingston Seagull.

(Photograph courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

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After the rainstorm
shimmering shafts of sunshine,
broke through the dark clouds.
 

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The bride stripped bare, and
nude descending a staircase ...
Duchamp 'readymade.'

(Happy would-have-been 128th birthday this week to artist Marcel Duchamp.)

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I feel so alone.
I watch the tide come in and
think of yesterday.

(Photograph courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

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My first bicycle
had baseball cards in the spokes
of its wheels ... Vrooom!

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They are determined,
those yellow dandelions
pushing through sidewalks.

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tanka haiku:

You have long endured
both hardships and heartbreaks and
yet, you wish for more.
 
   For you think that happiness
   is paid for by misery.

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The setting sun sinks
into the ocean, stealing
all light from the sky.

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Her fragrance lingered
long after she'd disappeared
with the morning mist.

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Could there ever be
a greater compliment than
"You've got me thinking" ... ?

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Your hope for glory …
too often settles for praise …
don’t lose your focus.

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In all of us there's
an inner light that's shining
seek its radiance.

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triple davidbrooks-ku:

Gratitude exists
because people have learned to
appreciate Life.

It's not that kindness
exceeds our expectations
it is all a gift.

Kindness should never
be unexpected. It is
our ground of being.

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