MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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A Re-opened BiPartisan Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon
By MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 3:49pm |
Here's this week's heap of haikus:
There's a large dumpster
right in front of my building
I should clean my room.
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On the isles of Shoals
in an old seaside garden,
begonias still bloom.
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Skeleton women
prance about on tippy-toes ...
bony tours jete.
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Sometimes reflections
will clearly show that our lives
may be upside down.
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Please prioritize;
carts go before horses and
socks on before shoes.
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haiku trio:
tabula rasa;
hard times and great adventures
fill Life's lesson plans.
hitting reset may
wipe the slate completely clean,
but it's still a slate.
What we come to know ...
All are created equal
then, we choose to learn.
tabula rasa;
hard times and great adventures
fill Life's lesson plans.
hitting reset may
wipe the slate completely clean,
but it's still a slate.
What we come to know ...
All are created equal
then, we choose to learn.
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Societal ills;
Do you blame those above or
those that are below?
Do you blame those above or
those that are below?
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Politi-kus:
Tea Party Health Care;
Don't take away my gun, 'cuz
I need a flu shot.
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Tea Party Death Wish;
Who knew that holding your breath
would turn Congress blue?
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fingers crossed-ku: Crazy over-ruled ...
Saner heads prevailed. They will
shut down the shut-down.
Saner heads prevailed. They will
shut down the shut-down.
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Done. Like unicorns
seen in the halls of Congress
t'was a bit unreal.
seen in the halls of Congress
t'was a bit unreal.
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An old weathered rope,
hangs 'round a lonely fence-post.
Purpose forgotten.
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While falling asleep,
whispers and memories swirl
through my consciousness ...
whispers and memories swirl
through my consciousness ...
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A quintet of haikus:
Under a pale sky,
a man in a hat, sits and
reads his newspaper.
As the daylight ebbs,
the man folds the newspaper,
gets up, and goes home.
In the dark of night,
he lies in bed and ponders
all that he has learned ...
and when he awakes,
he gets up, finds his hat and
grabs his newspaper.
The mind's the engine,
that drives our train of thought. We
must keep feeding it.
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The billowing sails,
The churning, white-capped waters,
grey skies at ebb tide.
The churning, white-capped waters,
grey skies at ebb tide.
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All the king's horses,
And all the king's men, liked their
egg over easy.
And all the king's men, liked their
egg over easy.
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Autumn in New York,
leaves crackle underfoot as
I stroll through the park.
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Moon behind the clouds,
fields aglow in bluish light,
while foxes prowl.
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All things pass away
And all relationships change
We are in motion.
And all relationships change
We are in motion.
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She had placed her hand,
gently on his shoulder, when
he broke down and sobbed.
gently on his shoulder, when
he broke down and sobbed.
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Boy Scout leaders simply
molested young boys?
Now they help them to see that
nature's wonders are finite.
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Comments
Great collection, Smith. Love the illustrated ones.
Bonds Hike You:
Bonds go down or up
Interest goes up or down
Portfolios, eh?
Socks will hike you up
Skirts drop after wind dies down
Maybe real estate.
by Oxy Mora on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 5:28pm
Good ones, Oxy!
He hikes his socks up,
she pulls his pants down... In Life,
things will even out.
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When hemlines go up,
economies boom. When they
go down, sell, sell, sell!
by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 5:57pm
OCD LOVER
He folded his pants,
Socks arranged in the hamper;
Hey, where'd that girl go?
by Oxy Mora on Sat, 10/19/2013 - 12:54pm
This one made me laugh out loud. Nicely done, Oxy!
by MrSmith1 on Sun, 10/20/2013 - 12:56am
There are all these sounds
Outside of my residence
I kept thinking rain?
No, no rain at all
But there is this strange vortex?
Just dead leaves moving
Just dead leaves moving
As the wind motivates them
No animation
Although, what is 'live'?
I waited till four PM
To walk outside me
And into the world
I crept although I used to
Leap into that world
So God was angry
And He shed his ire at me
Rain, hail, snow and sleet
I was so punished
By the God's ire that I
Quickly returned home
Why is God so mad?
What have I ever done to
Ire a God thus far?
THE END
Oh I still love your pix and your idea for your new art!
The real end. hahahah
by Richard Day on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 6:15pm
I give you your own award of the day, Day. I really like that sequence a lot. Really.
by Oxy Mora on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 7:55pm
I agree with Oxy. Nice work, DD! Award yourself.
by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 9:36pm
Oxy, you can be pretty damn nice sometimes! ha
by Richard Day on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 10:17pm
My tiny backyard
has become a patio
no mowing for me.
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They might topple rocks,
but at least they are not gay,
so it is all right.
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by Verified Atheist on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 6:32pm
Thanks, Verified! Even the P.S. is in haiku form! Wooo-Hooo!!
They might topple rocks,
they might rend robes asunder,
Bible Patriots.
by MrSmith1 on Fri, 10/18/2013 - 9:40pm
I really enjoyed this. Thanks everyone.
by trkingmomoe on Sat, 10/19/2013 - 7:54pm
Just got to these today. A great way to unwind after a week's worth of crazy. Loved them all.
You're all so damned clever.
by Ramona on Sun, 10/20/2013 - 1:46pm