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A Late Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

by MrSmith1 8/17/2012 - 6:04 pm

 

Here's this week's heap of haikus:

 

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Emerging shadows,
late on Friday afternoon,
make me fear nightfall.

 

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Want to have some lunch?
It's okay, it's on me ... (The
waitress tripped - It was.)
 
 
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Driving down the road,
looking for the right exit.
Billboards distract me.
 
 
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Stuck in a bad place?
Ya can't get out of a jam?
Grab your dancin' shoes.
 
 
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 He has a smart phone,
but a stupid housekeeper.
So things evened out.
 
 
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tanka haiku: When you're young and strong,
you don't believe there will be
ravages of Time.

But as you age, you will learn
how vulnerable you are.
 
 
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Like a garden rose,
the nurse blossomed in the Spring ...
then pricked my finger.
 
 
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Memorized poems
dwell in our heads, waiting to 
re-inspire us.
 
 
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His leather briefcase
was left in a Greek diner
on Twenty-third Street.
 
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A sterile house with
antiseptic anterooms,
only breeds uncles.
 
 
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I think he enjoyed
being silly more, when she
was dead serious.
 
 
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double haiku: This physical realm,
lets spiritual beings,
experience pain.

Live and you'll know pain;
All lessons in Life derive
from this single fact.
 
A Friend's response:

 Other POV-ku:

I think life is Joy.
Pain is there to remind us
not to forget Joy.

Once you forget Joy,
Regis won't show up either.
THEN where will you be?


My response:
 
Agreed; Life is joy.
But Joy's not absence of pain,
It's inhaling God. 
 
 
My Friend's response:
 
No, my friend, you're wrong!
Joy IS the absence of pain.
Because G!d is Joy! 
 
We are born as G!ds.
Then pain interferes, somehow.
Lose pain, regain Joy!
 
 
My response:
 
You feel G!ddy?
In this city, you're G!ddy,
And fined ... for your pains. 
 
 
My friends's response:
 
Nooo, if you're G!ddy,
You pretend to be crazy,
and get off scot-free.

 


My response:

 

Well, can't argue that.
G!ddy is as G!ddy does.
Why? G!d only knows.
 
 
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The kitten's whiskers
brushed across the old man's face,
making him giggle.
 
 
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He crosses the street,
nonchalantly dodging cars,
but bicycles? BAM!
 
 
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