The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age

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haikus for a friday afternoon ...

 

I think I've shared some of my haikus here before.  I've recently started working with a photographer I know to put some images and haikus together for a book proposal.  

I used to write haikus just as a warm-up exercise for my other writing, now I write at least a couple of haikus a day just to post on twitter and facebook for my friends and my own  amusement.  Almost all of these haikus were all written in the last week or two.

 

 
haiku: "walking through the woods,
I find a weathered birdhouse,
nailed onto a tree."
 
haiku: "If you've loved and lost,
You know hearts will never heal,
'til they love again."
 
haiku: "Lock the cellar door!
There's a MONSTER lurking there!
(My sister says so.)
 
haiku: "the arc of each life,
pierces many hearts, which sews
tapestries of hope."
 
haiku: "he expects to learn,
through obtuse introspection ...
(it will take a while.)"
 
haiku: "When you withhold love,
Your link to all souls withers,
And your life force dims."
 
haiku: "Winking at strangers,
With whom you come face-to-face,
Might just make their day."
 
haiku: You think you've won, BUT ...
Like the phoenix from ashes,
I shall rise again!"
 
haiku: "Saw a sign today,
That said 'Stand Up MRIs'
Comedy x-rays?"
 
haiku: "Where-ever you go,
You'll never find a light that,
Shines as bright as home."
 
haiku: "Whispering biddies,
Sitting in their parlour chairs,
Can, sometimes be right."

 

 

haiku: "In a storefront church,
A young girl began to sing,
And the angels wept."
 
haiku: "I am quite in awe
of the lives that have touched mine
Each brought a lesson."
 
haiku: "Windows to our souls,
Eyes may behold the world, but
Minds create vision."
 
haiku: "Across that river,
Lies the land where dreams still thrive,
Help me build a bridge."
 
haiku: "A gigg'ling toddler,
plays 'soccer' on the sidewalk,
with his patient dad."
 
"Underneath his bed,
Lies a shirt that she once wore,
And still does, in dreams."
 
haiku: "Try imagining, 
That strangers you encounter, 
Are friends from past lives."
 
haiku:  "Often those closest,
Can take comfort in knowing, 
We re-create them."
 
haiku: "Troubles never last, 
Like cream poured into coffee, 
They'll soon swirl away."

 

Comments

Just like I told Jolly; this is great!

Damn. Just me and C. hahhahaahahah

Now its movin!

Oh my dreams....It is funny but those memories never are lost and I must recall about 7%.

She actually wore costumes sometimes...what the hell did I know?

I would play behind closed doors but then i would have to kill myself.

hahahahahah

I'll be back. we got time. hahahaha


I note that you have cast off the tired obligation to make a seasonal reference, which can be a pain in the ass and has caused me to cheat, on occasion.  It is controversial.


Well, since there are only four seasons and I'm writing 3 and 4 haikus a day, a mandatory seasonal reference seems silly to me.  I often use seasonal references, but not in every haiku, and if the seasonal references are under-represented here, it's from my random choosing rather than any repudiation of seasonal references on my part.  I also don't always include a reference to nature, which some people seem as essential.  I use a lot of references to nature, mind you, just not as a hard and fast rule. Besides, I lean toward a pretty wide interpretation of what is meant by the term, 'nature'.

What I do adhere to is the strict haiku form.  I know some people think the form, when written in English, is unimportant. I strongly disagree. To me, that's the whole game; communicating an image, idea or scenario in 17 syllables in a pattern of 5-7-5  or in the longer form of 31 syllables in a pattern of 5-7-5-7-7.  That can be a real challenge.   I like to think of a haiku as having the potential to be a 17 syllable one-act play.  

 

 


Well, without the 5-7-5 it might as well be a sonnet--altho why we should adopt a stricture from a language not even in our own indo-european group is problematic.

Since we are trading haikus,

 

Cialis All Gone Haiku

*Winter angst at Ray's

Doug's prostate hygeine program

Wasted all the pills.

 

(*I do adhere to kiga)


Excellent!  More please.


Before time runs out,

a scene plays backwards in dreams,

warning of new snow.


Beautiful, moat!


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