MURDER, POLITICS, AND THE END OF THE JAZZ AGE
by Michael Wolraich
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Year-End Guest-haiku-ers at the Haikulodeon
By MrSmith1 on Fri, 12/28/2012 - 1:56pm |
Instead of my usual weekly heap of haikus, I thought I'd let this week be mostly a look back at the past year's haikus written by other dagbloggers in their comments to my postings. At the very end, I'll include a few of my own from the past year.
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Browsing the haikus
a sudden glint of laughter
comes as a surprise.
- Anonymous
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On the Sandy Hook Massacre:
Guns, guns, and more guns
Babes in the garden are gone
Eden's been attacked!
I can't stop cryin'
Five year-olds are just dyin'
Before our own eyes.
There is no bizness
Like show bizness on cable
Now cliches abound
Children have been wronged
Families are in mourning
Is there a morrow?
- Richard Day
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The snows are comin'
They had landed already
A few weeks ago
They are comin soon
The snows are comin again
This time forever
No more green will be
No more hopes and no more dreams
Winter comes for good!
20 below comes
And the sun will disappear
But I will be here
62 seasons
I have seen it all I thought
Memory fails me
- Richard Day
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Shy maple blushed red
Until the cold gale blustered
And modesty lost.
- flowerchild
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Cluster of Aspens
encircled by conifers;
Yellow defies Green.
- moat
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First blizzard arrived
And it left the ground just damp
Was sound and flurry
Leaves are goin fast
The sun is just peekin through
I better go now
- Richard Day
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Tanka haiku:
The squirrels dig holes;
seemingly by a fixed plan
where my tiny lawn
becomes an array of pits
designed by Rene Descartes.
- moat
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Many years later
A forest grows in Brooklyn
Squirrels always win.
- flowerchild
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A yellow dancer
On a Summer garden stage
Always steals the show.
- flowerchild
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The spark may not take.
Despite all earnest efforts,
Rain postpones the fire.
- moat
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tanka haiku:
I am a planet.
Water fills the low places.
Wind carves the mountains.
So the Earth is my sister;
Not an identical twin.
- moat
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A song fills the house,
She is working at something,
Only I know this.
- moat
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You think life is fun?
Go up and straighten your room.
Ice cream truck is here!
- Oxy Mora
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(When I accidentally double-posted one week, I was informed that things had been corrected in haiku:)
Your double posting
of the haikulodeon
is now a single
- Donal
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The intensity
of her lips made him wary.
He touched his wallet.
- Oxy Mora
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Lifting up the skirt,
to clear the flowers below;
Her steps are like rain.
- moat
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Don't feed that damned cat
Now look, kittens everywhere
Anyone got milk?
- Oxy Mora
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MARCHING
I marched to the store
At dawn with frost in the air
I wore winter clothes
I marched once again
Midmorn in the sun in sweats
My view t'ward the pond
I repeated the journ
At noon in a short-sleeved shirt
A bright sunshine shone
A year's wear in hours
With wonder and awe I saw
A year in a day
A year in a day
Changes can be so awesome
You blink and miss it
Consider the Tao
And you think you know the way
The Tao can vary
We think that we know
But can you deny what shone
A year in a day
- Richard Day
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I step outside, breathe
Nature is wearing perfume
Flowers are harlots
- Verified Atheist
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Flowers are harlots
most purchased for their beauty
this John loves them all
- A Guy called LULU
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He will not return.
But his words are now my words;
What am I saying?
- moat
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A sign of aging
What was I talking about?
My memory fades…
- Verified Atheist
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The blogger will write
Words to jangle, joggle, jab
But the screen is dim
- Michael Wolraich
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I should have done this
I should have done the other
Why even bother!
- Richard Day
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The wood lets you know
when the chisel shapes the hand;
Skill is a garden.
- moat
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When the clouds permit,
balloons for the funeral
refract a cold light.
- moat
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Each dealt hand was bad.
It was time to leave the game.
But new cards arrive.
- moat
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"Subway"
Please sir, hold my arm
Until we reach ground level.
That man is staring.
- Oxy Mora
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I ran out of stone.
The eye is drawn to the gap
where the path falls short.
- moat
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How can Ray be dead?
In my mind we are still young,
With lifetimes ahead.
- Donal
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Rain falls into streams,
Tracing the lowest places
Where memory lives.
Kept awake by fire,
We noticed an odd rhythm:
Flame clinging to wood.
The Earth is patient,
In no rush for our return.
But not slow either.
Air reflects you best;
Rushing forward so quickly,
I am left behind.
- moat
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This is quite a shock
Breathing seemed so simple once
Then came these Haikus.
- erica20
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Where did Oxy go?
Shimmied up a street sign pole.
Then couldn't get down.
- Oxy Mora
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Arrogant Yankees
I ain't no damn hillbilly!
Them be fighting words!
- Verified Atheist
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When Ken lied to her,
Barbie left the skate party.
High heels dot the ice.
- moat
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I once chased my thoughts;
They ran away so quickly.
Now they wait for me.
- moat
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Two days of climbing
Slept in a hut with Japanese
We scaled Mount Fuji.
- Oxy Mora
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Smile, you ga-i-jin;
What are they doing up here?
Nice flight jackets, though.
- Oxy Mora
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I am a tea guy
But I am a coffee guy
Both will do the trick!
- Richard Day
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I am on the dock
Staged to board the Klahowya
I must live on board
(the word is pronounced Kla - how - Ya)
- tmccarthy0
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I saw a surfer
To float the waves of the Sound
Is he stoned or dumb?
- tmccarthy0
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All politics stink.
Just when I think I get it
Someone lets go facts.
- Oxy Mora
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Teach them all at home.
Art and religion are foes!
Michelangelo?
- Oxy Mora
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She sent him away,
Or he left without a word.
Time does not decide.
- moat
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She would not listen,
And left, but year after year,
He still talks to her.
- donal
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He never listens.
Did you put the right socks on?
And now you know why.
- Oxy Mora
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It's even harder
To know the right from the left
When she buys tube socks.
- Oxy Mora
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There is no diff'rence
Between the right and left sides
And… that's what she said!
- Verified Atheist
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He never got jokes.
She showed him two short pink socks.
He didn't laugh much.
- Oxy Mora
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Wonderful haikus all. Thank you all for sharing them with me.
I couldn't chose my own top ten from last year, so I just picked a few that I liked ...
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His hopes had been dashed,
his dreams all surrendered ... The
tide pulls at his feet.
his dreams all surrendered ... The
tide pulls at his feet.
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He rubs his fingers
over a long healed scar and
reflects on close calls.
over a long healed scar and
reflects on close calls.
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Whistle happily
in the midst of turmoil and
confuse everyone.
in the midst of turmoil and
confuse everyone.
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The fabric of Life;
From order to chaos, we
slowly unravel.
From order to chaos, we
slowly unravel.
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In the swirls of clouds,
where we imagine heaven,
floats both love and hope.
where we imagine heaven,
floats both love and hope.
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Warmed over coffee
fills my mug like an old friend
that slept on the couch.
fills my mug like an old friend
that slept on the couch.
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Since the day we met,
the creases from your smile,
are still in my eyes.
the creases from your smile,
are still in my eyes.
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Wearing her sweatshirt,
nursing a cup of coffee,
reading the Funnies.
nursing a cup of coffee,
reading the Funnies.
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Deep in the forest,
Patches of stippled sunlight,
Warm a leaf-strewn trail.
Patches of stippled sunlight,
Warm a leaf-strewn trail.
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A garden pathway,
Lined with purple violets,
Absorbs all sadness.
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At the sky's edges,
mountaintops still pierce the clouds,
to peek at heaven.
mountaintops still pierce the clouds,
to peek at heaven.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!
- 3519 reads
Comments
OH YOU GOT ME CRYIN....AGAIN!
Wonderful
For heaven's sake; quoting me is oblivion. hahahah
I aint no poet but here goes:
When in the course of
Human events so to speak
I cringe...I wonder
Wondrous America
The New Year gives me some hope
Selfish, shall survive!
I wish a New Year
To all who might just appear
To hope for a new...
Unforeseen events
Unforeseen currents surround
Our real existence
My meter's askance
My beat is not that profound
But I am wanting
I am so wanting
To be heard above the din
Of folks who cant count
hahahahaha
by Richard Day on Fri, 12/28/2012 - 9:41pm
hahahahahahhaahahahhahaha
That's all I got.
hahahahahahaah
by Richard Day on Sat, 12/29/2012 - 12:37am
I had to come back.
This was a wonderful exposition.
Oxy and Moat were incredible.
Of course Mr. Smith is wonderful!
I just feel bad we do not get better airing here.
I ended with Dylan because there is poetry all around us.
Does literary art prevail?
Of course not.
But there are pix here.
Why you choose to hilight me is beyond me and all expectations.
Do not stop.
Some old friends show up here. I miss Cafe but is it thus because I am no longer the focus?
Just some feelings mixed up in thoughts.
What is poetry after all? Just feelings mixed up in thoughts?
And though the masters
Make the rules
For the wise men
and the fools
I got nothing Ma to live up to!
Hahahah
I get stuck in politics and political heresy and political 'thought' and political advertisements.
Maybe this little blog within a blog provides us with another manner in which to view the universe.
Do not ever stop Mr. Smith.
Do not ever stop wishing for some exchange of real ideas.
What is real?
I dunno.
I have not read the entire file!
The end
by Richard Day on Sun, 12/30/2012 - 5:03pm
Desperate people,
Dining just off the highway,
Do desperate things.
by moat on Sun, 12/30/2012 - 9:04pm