The Bishop and the Butterfly: Murder, Politics, and the End of the Jazz Age
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Wet and Soggy Fridays at the Haikulodeon


 

 
 
Here's this week's heap of haikus:
 
 
 

Ezekial saw
the wheel ... in the middle of
the seashore boardwalk.
 
 
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Down a country road,
he let his horse lead him home
and his mind wander.
 
 
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 "As free as a bird"
assumes that a bird can fly ...
What about penguins?!
 
 
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The look in her eyes
was enough to melt his heart ...
and his tupperware.
 
 
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 trudging slowly on,
I get to the pharmacy
just as it's closing.
 
 
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If you pose questions
but don't really want answers ...
your goal's not knowledge.
 
 
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On a moonlit night,
in a cottage near the dell,
at last, he knew love!
 
 
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Wide awake last night?
You ran away in my dreams.
Come hug me and sleep.
 
 
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A world of traitors
can be found if you look for it,
so too, worlds of love.
 
 
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 No sadness today
over inclement weather ...
Friday trumps rainstorms.
 
 
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Will our lives collapse
into some financial mess?
Sure ... Ya happy now?
 
 
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Clearly embarrassed,
The teen excuses herself
and runs from the room.
 
 
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Strolling through the park,
I can feel my focus shift.
Nature affects me.
 
 
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Take a chance, today.
Put your fears aside and LEAP
into the unknown.
 
 
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When you have a lot
that’s on your mind, let your day
begin quietly.
 
 
 
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Walking through meadows
just before sunrise, is worth
some wet trouser cuffs.
 
 
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I met a rabbit
this morn, in a dew-y glen,
I nodded, he hopped.
 
 
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Anguished and in pain,
she never thought that her life
would end up like this.
 
 
 
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Pies on windowsills
send aromas wafting through
the nearby schoolyard.
 
 
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Ten, Jack, Queen, King … Four.
(sigh) It’s time to leave the game.
Poker can be cruel.
 
 
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Coral begonias
offer a quiet contrast
to those yellow mums.
 
 
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She has a great smile;
it can send him to the moon.
So ... he makes her laugh.
 
 
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