MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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A Fine Feathered Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon
By MrSmith1 on Fri, 08/09/2013 - 12:27pm |
Here's this week's heap of haikus:
She silently stalks,
my lilac point Siamese ...
pouncing on dust balls.
my lilac point Siamese ...
pouncing on dust balls.
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If you have a job
with no time parameters,
you must be shiftless.
with no time parameters,
you must be shiftless.
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Half opened window ...
A world on each side ... Do you
look in or stare out?
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tanka haiku:
Sweltering. Sweat swarmed ..
which led to some swaying ... She
stopped sweeping and swooned ...
which led to some swaying ... She
stopped sweeping and swooned ...
Which lead to swearing ... Someone
suggested she switch sweet'ners.
suggested she switch sweet'ners.
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He went tree to tree
in search of fallen apples.
Nature denied him.
in search of fallen apples.
Nature denied him.
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Walking through meadows
just before sunrise, is worth
some wet trouser cuffs.
just before sunrise, is worth
some wet trouser cuffs.
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Remember, when you're
tall in the saddle, your feet
are not on the ground.
tall in the saddle, your feet
are not on the ground.
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Blessed are those that
never got sick, for old age
will be a surprise.
never got sick, for old age
will be a surprise.
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When I'm all alone,
in my heart and in my mind,
you reverberate.
in my heart and in my mind,
you reverberate.
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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."
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 leaned and whispered,
'I will never forget you' ...
But, by Noon, she had.
'I will never forget you' ...
But, by Noon, she had.
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Dee's calico cat
has all sorts of adventures
while Dee is at work.
has all sorts of adventures
while Dee is at work.
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Double haiku: In a sleepy town,
off the beaten path, lived a
man who knew nothing.
He was fed by cows,
carried by horses and was
quite a happy soul.
off the beaten path, lived a
man who knew nothing.
He was fed by cows,
carried by horses and was
quite a happy soul.
Respond-ku by my friend, David:
I think I once knew
that man who knew nothing. Hmmm.
Was his name Buddha?
that man who knew nothing. Hmmm.
Was his name Buddha?
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Sometimes an echo
from a life you left behind,
catches up to you.
from a life you left behind,
catches up to you.
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When you search for God,
don't forget to close your eyes,
He hides in our hearts.
don't forget to close your eyes,
He hides in our hearts.
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Her withering glance
told him he'd said too much ... and
he'll sleep on the couch.
told him he'd said too much ... and
he'll sleep on the couch.
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Actor heard praying
while crossing Shubert Alley;
"God, the first act sucks."
while crossing Shubert Alley;
"God, the first act sucks."
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In the church steeple,
an owl will soon come to know
for Who(m) the bell tolls.
an owl will soon come to know
for Who(m) the bell tolls.
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tanka haiku: Perusing the hall,
he picked out a girl and tried
to make eye contact.
he picked out a girl and tried
to make eye contact.
She acted very shy, and
so ... slowly ... drew him to her.
so ... slowly ... drew him to her.
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tanka haiku: On a maple tree
near the edge of our yard, I
carved my initials.
So young and foolish ... I thought
it would make me immortal.
near the edge of our yard, I
carved my initials.
So young and foolish ... I thought
it would make me immortal.
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Noises in the hall;
My neighbor drops their keys, then
curses their fingers.
My neighbor drops their keys, then
curses their fingers.
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Sometimes, the truth hurts.
Of course, truth be known, lying
can hurt just as much.
Of course, truth be known, lying
can hurt just as much.
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Something-I-saw-today-ku:
An old woman with
green hair ... how is it her youth
never acquiesced?
An old woman with
green hair ... how is it her youth
never acquiesced?
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The old neighborhood
has changed. But don't complain. You're
not the same either.
has changed. But don't complain. You're
not the same either.
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A man on a bike
carelessly rides through the park
wearing suspenders.
carelessly rides through the park
wearing suspenders.
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In the morning light,
a sailboat on the Hudson,
moves as in a dream.
a sailboat on the Hudson,
moves as in a dream.
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He no longer cared
for the pastimes of his youth ...
his tastes had 'matured.'
for the pastimes of his youth ...
his tastes had 'matured.'
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Behind the spice rack
in mom's kitchen cab'net hid
vanilla extract!
in mom's kitchen cab'net hid
vanilla extract!
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If you think Sinning
takes more work than being Good ...
You've never been Good.
takes more work than being Good ...
You've never been Good.
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A convivial
conveyance of convenience ...
convertible coupe.
conveyance of convenience ...
convertible coupe.
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tanka haiku:
The old weathered barn
still advertises Mail Pouch
chewing tobacco.
Irony? The old farmer
still dead - cancer of the gums.
The old weathered barn
still advertises Mail Pouch
chewing tobacco.
Irony? The old farmer
still dead - cancer of the gums.
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Could there ever be
a greater compliment than
"You've got me thinking" ... ?
a greater compliment than
"You've got me thinking" ... ?
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Under the table
is not where to end up when
your boss buys you lunch.
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From my friend, David:
FutileEndeavor-Ku:
August in New York.
I'm looking for a new shrink.
What was I thinking?
My Respond-ku:
More appropriate
question you should be asking ...
What were you feeling?
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- 2258 reads
Comments
Shutting my eyes to look inside?
Looking out instead of in?
This is wonderful once again.
I have no poet lurking inside right now.
But why should I need one when you are here.
Just as an aside as you mention weather; we experienced a ten day? period of heat in early July but the last three weeks have been wonderful.
Highs under 70 along with cool nights; I appreciate the need to blankets at night. Probably some inner search for the womb.
Great show today Smith.
Thank you!
by Richard Day on Fri, 08/09/2013 - 4:35pm
poets will lurk where
they can easily observe;
they hide in plain sight.
You're poet still lurks, DD. Look for the empty coffee mug.
Thanks for the kind words. .
by MrSmith1 on Fri, 08/09/2013 - 6:03pm
Aye Sage
by Resistance on Mon, 08/12/2013 - 12:29am
Mirror on the wall,
Two analysts in the hall;
You are what you meet.
by moat on Sun, 08/11/2013 - 5:57pm
Good one, moat!
Seriously, folks ...
two analysts in the hall ...
at least in theory.
All kidding aside,
Two analysts in the hall ...
Study each other.
(Ba-rump Bump. Cymbal crash)
Thank you very much
I'm here until Tuesday, try
the lemon chicken.
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by MrSmith1 on Mon, 08/12/2013 - 12:53am