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    A Late Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 08/17/2012 - 6:04pm |

     

    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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