MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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A Picturesque Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon
By MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/04/2013 - 4:46pm |
Here's this week's heap of haikus:
Sunday afternoon,
strolling o'er the Brooklyn bridge,
breathing in the sky.
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Ted Cruz-ku:
Reading children's books?
It helps if you understand
the point of the tale.
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( All of the following photos were taken by my friend and fellow Spondy, Tom Contrino )
Though Time marches on,
punk Suffragettes listen to,
Ragtime Nine Inch Nails.
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Hear what I'm saying,
If she throws food on this dress,
Helen Keller dies!
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Ironic beauty,
Amelia Earheart ponders,
Mourning her own life
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Don't just stand there, James,
Rev up the Stanley Steamer
And let's hit the road!
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Who would have guessed that,
Her golden locks were made of,
14 carat gold ...
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Daily or Monthly
Parking is available ...
Just don't do it here.
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Wet and glossy lips,
Slightly apart, teeth showing,
Vapid gaze ... Perfect.
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As you climb the stairs,
taking one step at a time,
the sky grows nearer.
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On some distant shore,
A time long ago, we were,
Our ancestor's dream.
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Behind the twelfth door,
Lay wonders beyond your ken,
All need do is knock.
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Now, its chance is gone,
Wind blows through paneless windows,
The House didn't win.
Hope's a distant dream.
Splendors of our youth squandered,
Never bet on Red.
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His battered trombone,
Fills the night air with music,
Tuxedo Junction.
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His sardonic grin,
Mocks you while you're having fun,
'Laugh now, while you can.'
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'Ouality Fashions' ...
Attention to detail's why
Men swear at Menswear.
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He buried his fear
in the pleats of mother's skirt.
( ... and wiped his nose too.)
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Fear is a fabric
that folds under stress, and when
in hot water, shrinks ...
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tanka haiku: When you first awake,
check your bedroom for feathers,
lost from angel's wings.
They may, of course, appear in
the form of small children's toys.
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Most swallow whole their
political pablums, but
Texans eschew them.
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tanka haiku:
Blessed in many ways,
some tend to focus mainly
on their suffering.
That is not the way to live;
Focus on what drives your heart.
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Comments
Soft hands on rough stone,
Vapid gaze that sees the real,
Erode each other.
by moat on Fri, 10/04/2013 - 7:06pm
Nice one, moat!
Soft hands on rough stone,
grasping for crevices, will
soon form calluses.
by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/04/2013 - 9:26pm
Amazing!
Photo Haikus rule!
Images seem to abound
Well done Mister Smith!
I have been playing with nonsense
But I cannot proceed without your approval.
Shall I proceed?
I admit before that I shall use the shwa or else ignore it.
Fool or fuel have two vowels.
If one feels it true?
by Richard Day on Fri, 10/04/2013 - 7:12pm
Thanks DD. I was a little light on the haiku writing this week, so I went back to some that I did with my friend, the photographer Tom Contrino. I'm hoping we can get this proposal for a book of my haikus and his photographs off the ground eventually.
'If one feels it true'
has been the rationale for
all the world's blunders.
Proceed with playing with nonsense... Just promise to share the results with us.
At this time of Fall,
you should wear a shawl, when you're
using ma's shwa. Da?.
by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/04/2013 - 9:19pm
In Manu Dei Sunt
They used to sell kids
Colored candy Cigarettes
I thought them Kool
They used to teach kids
Color coded history
In public schools
They used to sell kids
Candy flavored cereal
Replacing their gruel
They used to tell kids
That they should always follow
The Golden Rule
They used to teach kids
To sit up straight and not slouch
And look the fool
They used to teach kids
Take pride in your appearance
And do not drool
They would instruct kids
To reason and not argue
Do not be cruel
Debate involves facts
Decent research is a must
Argue civilly
Argue civilly
Argue with civility
Respect others' thoughts
Respect others' thoughts
Respect your foe's positions
Speak your words calmly
Do not make up facts
In some effort to persuade
For the greater good
Try to speak softly
And carry forth with good facts
Screaming lies don't work
Liars sometimes win
And Ad Personam attacks
Sometimes do prevail
Monkeys throw feces
Ministers throw their theses
Pundits throw pieces
And misquotations
Sometimes win the arguments
What has really won?
Feigned citations win
It seems so once in awhile
But critics research
They used to reach kids
By attempting to live by
Most of these rules
But go watch C-SPAN
See the monkeys throwing crap
Right at their colleagues
We seem to forget
As far as humans go: In
Manu Dei Sunt
by Richard Day on Sat, 10/05/2013 - 4:35pm
Dear Lord ... This is great, DD! The haiku-ist Basho meets Ogden Nash meets James Thurber ...
Let me ask you this:
If it is all in God's hands,
why is He all thumbs?
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by MrSmith1 on Sat, 10/05/2013 - 5:00pm
hahahahahahahahahahahahahaahhahah
Oh this does not represent 1% of my laughs.
hahahah
All thumbs
Well, I must render unto Mr. Smith, the Dagblog Line of the Day to the best friend I have on this blog; given to all of you from all of me.
hahahahah
ALL THUMBS
I mean, where is the purpose? hahahahahah
I still am an A-Theist. hahahhaha
But damn! there is some order out there without regard to Congress.
Evidently, words like 'tool' can be used as two syllables in your rule book!
by Richard Day on Sat, 10/05/2013 - 7:50pm
Oh I forgot to acknowledge that the powers that be will headline your haiku posts from time to time.
And I think you are getting more 'hits'.
I think it is great when the powers that be recognize that you have something to contribute.
That's all I got. I was just thinking about this.
Oh and you headline again! ha
by Richard Day on Sun, 10/06/2013 - 5:01am
Thanks DD and thanks to the 'powers that be.' I truly appreciate the recognition. I really respect and enjoy all the fine folks that populate this site. It is a warm, friendly and intelligent community and a nice sandbox in which to play and contribute my nonsense.
by MrSmith1 on Mon, 10/07/2013 - 12:09pm
Stupid shows up first.
He is waiting when you start.
He wants to be free.
by moat on Wed, 10/09/2013 - 7:37pm
When it's dinnertime
in the cannibal village,
stupid shows up first.
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The bejeweled collar
he wears undercuts his claim
he wants to be free.
by MrSmith1 on Thu, 10/10/2013 - 9:59am