This week, there was an unusually large heap of haikus.

This is Volume 2.  Go back and read Volume 1.





A careful dipping
of the brush, will ensure a
steady flow of ink.
 

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 Not ev'ry almond
will taste of perfection, but
all hold the promise.
 
 
 
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the-world-goes-round-ku:

What lies beyond the
blue horizon? Isn't it
more blue horizon?
 
 
 
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I don't move stiffly ...
The rest of the world's too loose.
See? It's all context.
 
 
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It's been said that in
the wasted pursuits of youth
live our old-age dreams.
 
 
 
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 With fabric swatches
draped over the slipcovers,
she pondered options.
 
 
 
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Golf-ku:
 
 
He jerked as he swung,
shanked his drive into the rough,
then, swore a blue streak.
 
 
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Driving through small towns,
my windshield frames images
I cannot forget.
 
 
 
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true-ku: She had a tattoo,
of a rose on her forearm
and the phrase, 'Love Stinks'.
 
 
 
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With a gleeful squeal,
the little girl in the park
discovered the slide.
 
 
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 He opens the door,
throws his keys on the table,
And heads for the couch.
 
 
 
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In Life, know two things;
That dog will keep barking, and
this train's movin' on.
 
 
 
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To illuminate
is better than to merely shine.
teach to think, not thoughts.

(St. Thomas Aquinas paraphrased.)
 
 
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Most scholars know, you
can't alphabetize chaos ...
but CAN order fries.
 
 
 
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Weary troubadour,
guitar slung across his back,
thumb out to hitch-hike.
 
 
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He was raised by wolves
yet now dates Red Riding Hood.
Conflict of int'rest?
 
 
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A moonlit whisper
two lovers in silhouette
intense affection.
 
 
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 He'd come to grips with
his own mortality ... 'til
he met his true love.
 
 
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 Blistering come-backs
bounced through his head, but all he
could say was, "Oh YEAH?!"
 
 
 
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They carved the bough to
make a prow, which even now
still floats somehow. Wow.
 
 
 
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 Row upon row of
tulips on Park Avenue
bathe in the sun's warmth.
 
 
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You-write-the-punchline-contest-ku:

(Please make sure your entry is in the form of a haiku)

Why did the monkey
leave the used banana peel
on the fire hydrant?
 
 
Me # 1:
 
 
He was waiting for
the bus when he got picked up
by a gorilla.
 
 
Me # 2:
 
 
Do NOT touch a thing!
The monkey's an artist. It's
Conceptual Art.
 
 
Me # 3:
 
 
So I said to the
monkey, "Throw it on the ground
and someone will slip."
 
 
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