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    A Friday Afternoon Escape to the Haikulodeon ...

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 09/14/2012 - 1:52pm |

     

    This week's heap of haikus:
     
    (Special guest appearances by my friend David's haikus, which are in bold italics)
     
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    Stillness on the lake,
    broken by the sound of loons,
    human ones I mean.
     
     
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    Yearnings of the heart
    not acted upon become
    whispers on the wind.
     
     
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    On our Sunday drives,
    we explored new neighborhoods
    and found new diners.
     
     
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     Blue skies above me;
    in bluejeans, picked blueberries ...
    Why am I so blue?
     
     
    Respond-ku:
     
    I'd rather be blue
    from picking the blueberries,
    than holding my breath.
     
     
    Will you be picking
    blueberries real soon? I won't
    be holding my breath.
     
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    Ancient text reveals
    secrets of the universe ...
    (if you're int'rested.)
     
     
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    An unexpected
    infatuation can help
    mend a broken heart.
     
     
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    wandering side streets
    of quiet little towns can
    be quite revealing.
     
     
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    tanka haiku for 9/11 -
     
    I pass Ground Zero
    often on my way to work.
    I can not forget.

    The scar has still not healed. Life
    has not returned to 'normal.'
     
     
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    God did not want us
    to be all mixed up. If he
    did, we'd be chutney.
     
     
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    Wise words in Show Biz:
    "NEVER use Gaffer's tape when
    other tape will do."
     
     
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     As filming began,
    The Production A.D. tripped
    and dropped her clipboard.
     
     
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    The film crew's set-up
    took all night and day, which left
    little time to film.
     
     
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    Those that deal with pain
    discover depths of strength that
    were there all along.
     
     
     Henny-on-Vicodin-ku:
    To tell the truth, I
    don't care how deep my strengths are.
    So, take my pain ... please!
     
     
    Tanka Bob-Hope-on-Vicodin-ku:
     
    I wanna tell ya,
    that Pain is really something ..
    How about that pain?
     
    It was so bad, Les Brown had
    to admit he was More Blue.
     
     
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    An over dose of
    an antidote, will become
    a poison itself.
     
     
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    Remember; Thousands
    of things will go RIGHT for you,
    ev'ry single day.
     
     
    (based on a line by author Rob Brezsny)
     
     
     
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    NEXT! - ku:

    I have concluded
    that this life's incarnation
    is unfixable.
     
     
    Like burnt choc'late cake,
    like refrozen ice cream bars,
    like steak too well done.
     
     
     Like The Tappan Zee,
    Like the Bruckner Expressway
    Like the Gowanus.
     
     
     Like war, violence,
    lazy people, dumb people,
    My life can't be fixed.
     
     
     
    Respond-ku: Life in carnations
    ain't ever easy. Life in
    daffodils might work.
     
    Your life's not broken,
    you've looked through the wrong end of
    the kaleidoscope.
     
     
    The Gowanus and
    The Bruckner and Tappan Zee;
    All here to serve you.
     
    Re-frozen ice cream;
    a second chance to be loved.
    You have not been licked!
     
     
     
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