The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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A Lazy, Hazy and Crazy Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

 

 

Here's this week's heap of haikus:

 


A beach umbrella
keeps a lonely vigil as
the tide starts to turn.

 

(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

 

 

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Cool September night
A golden moon is shining o'er
the harvested fields 

 

(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

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I did not have you
standing with me, but always
you were in my heart.

 

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As day turns to dusk,
neatly anchored sloops slowly
bob in the harbor.

 

(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

 

 

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I wish I had known
how to give what you needed.
I was such a fool.

 

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Hailing a taxi,
her scarf flutters in the breeze.
God, I wish she'd stay.

 


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

 


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If you own a gun,
you've agreed to a world where
shooting's an option.

 

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 A curious mind,
some spirited pondering ...
Voila, fresh insights.
 


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 We both know that she
is fishing for compliments …
(Get me off the hook.)

 

 
 
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Cynicism is
easy, Optimism hard.
The sky is still blue.

 

 

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Do you feel the world
is here for your amusement,
or you for the world’s?

 
 

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It’s often said that
mischief stalks the mundane to
make it laughable  bearable.


 

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 A dagger as sharp
as a lover's rebuke has
not been invented.

 

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Blessed are those that
never got sick, for old age
will be a surprise.

 

 

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He felt so awkward
in the glittering ballroom
with his two left feet.

 

 
 
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Red-headed co-eds ...
Ragtime on the radio ...
Remnants of past lives.

 

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Sticks of patchouli,
smouldered in his messy room,
his mom was incensed.

 


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An old weathered rope,
hangs 'round a lonely fence-post;
purpose forgotten.

 

 

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 tanka TV-ku:
 
Horizontal lines,
adjust the Vertical Hold,
play with Rabbit Ears.

TVs were simple once. Now,
you need to call Tech Support.

 

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

 

 


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He sits quietly
on a stool in a diner
and stares at his soup.

 

 

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Silent surrender;
she flops onto the sofa
and turns on TV.

 

 

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In the apple tree
sat a happy little boy
dangling his feet.

 


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Hard-to-believe-ku:

 

Just twenty-one years
separate "Casablanca"
from "Meet the Beatles" ...

 


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

 


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

 


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Stuck on sandy beach?
Quick, call the Police!  Umm ... Wait.
We ARE the Police.

 

(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

 

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Although her heart ached
in the middle of the night,
by dawn, it had healed.

 


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Words had no effect,
so, reluctantly, he tried
throwing sticks and stones.


 

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Quiet young ladies
sit in Starbucks and "like" their
own Facebook comments.

 

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Comments

With down like ducklings

pillowed clouds floated softly,

disguising the swans.


Ha!  Good one, barefooted!

 

 

Disguising the swans

as prima ballerinas

takes stepping on toes.

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Clouds that masquerade

as ducklings? What can I say

but ... I'm down with that.

 

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On her tippie-toes

the ballerina surprised

the prima donna.

And in so doing,

caused the soprano to sound

much like a chicken!


Gianni's sister,

the prima Donatelli ...

Chicken Versace

 

(Sorry, it's 4 AM, and that's the best I could come up with.  )


 


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