Here's this week's heap of haikus:


And so, we gather
to rejoice and to give thanks
for we are so blessed.


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Let each turkey slice
and wedge of mom’s pumpkin pie,
demonstrate our thanks.

Mash the potatoes,
baste the turkey, eat some pie,
then take a long nap.


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A crumpled fender,
wrapped around a barber pole,
could mean a close shave.


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At the sky’s edges,
mountaintops still pierce the clouds,
to peek at heaven.



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Do not weep all night
then wonder why the world seems
so full of teardrops.


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A remote sand dune,
hides a young couple in love,
from all … but one dog.


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Success often stands
on the shoulders of failure.
Never give up hope.


Respondku from my friend, David:

Hope is not so great
when it interferes with a
healthy acceptance.


My respondku2:

Quite true. Hope should not
be delusional;  it must
get us through the storms.


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He tried to please her,
he tried to reason with her,
she tried his patience.


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tanka haiku:

His reading glasses
slid right down his nose and dropped
into the toilet.

This dilemma was not solved
until he could stop laughing.


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Though she pined for him,
she could not find a way to
gracefully forgive.


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A haiku for writers ...

haiku: The plot thickens when
you're married to the ending
but wake with a start.



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Wishing for rainbows
is fine, but refracting light
through a prism … works.


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A yellow note was
pasted on the scaffolding ...
"Soft heads need hard hats."


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Mental environs
are of our own making. We're
lost in our own maze.


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Through an iron fence,
I watch autumn leaves fall on
empty park benches.


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Pretending we'll meet,
each time I turn a corner
makes me walk faster.

(A variation taken from one of my favorite Cy Coleman songs; "I Walk a Little Faster.")

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As I drove away,
to start my life anew, I
still thought about you.


Inspired by a great Johnny Mercer song,  "I Thought About You.")

 

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