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    A Sunny Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    By MrSmith1 on Fri, 03/29/2013 - 3:53pm |

     

     
    Here's this week's heap of haikus:
     
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    haiku: Almost unnoticed
    amidst the tangled branches;
    a still 'Old Glory'.
     
     
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    What we wouldn't give
    to know what lies ahead; To
    see the big picture.
     
     
     
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    A rainy eve'ning
    riding up First Avenue;
    the U.N. floats by.
     
     
     
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    Suddenly, footsteps!
    A shadow in the doorway!
    Then ... a match is struck!
     
     
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    In the hushed darkness,
    flickering, grey images, 
    danced upon the screen.
     
     
     
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    In my fitful sleep,
    memories long forgotten,
    rise to consciousness.
     
     
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    at the girl’s front door,
    boyfriends stammer, hesitate,
     … and hope for a kiss.
     
     
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    That tangerine sky, 
    clouds haunting the horizon,
    lures me into night.
     
     
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    Flying through the air,
    should be avoided by both,
    dentures and toupees.
     
     
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     Since she was not home,
    A note's pushed under her door;
    ‘Sorry ’bout your tree.’
     
     
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    At last, he was home.
    He hurled an embrace, which swept
    his wife off her feet.
     
     

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     Hi Lily? Hi-Lo.
    But Blue Bonnets will only
    play Texas Hold 'em.
     
     
     

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    When you walk through a
    storm, hold your head up high ... The
    rain will look like tears.
     
     
     

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    14th Street-ku:
     
    The church stood next to
    a McDonalds, so paupers
    begged for happy meals.
     
     
     

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    Each dusk he watched the
    darkening sky's shifting shades;
    blue-ish indigo.
     
     
     

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    Youth is insistent,
    while old age negotiates;
    both may get their way.
     
     
     

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    tanka haiku: She wore pink spandex
    on her summer vacation,
    which caused a riot.
     
    Though she was not arrested,
    she did a stretch in prison.
     
     
     

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     Appreciation
    of Life's complexities makes
    easy answers hard.
     
     
     

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    double haiku:
     
    A herd of joggers
    waiting for the light to change
    bouncing up and down
     
    When the light changes,
    a pony-tailed tsunami
    sweeps across the street.
     
     
     

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     Too few epistles
    twixt clover and thistle, but
    many a whistle.
     
     
     

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    That familiar sound;
    workers outside my window,
    banging metal pipes.
     
     
     

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     Enjoying the shade,
    of a leafy maple tree;
    ladybugs and me.
     
     
     

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    When his heart's desire
    bitch-slapped his raison d'être,
    he felt quite confused.
     
     
     

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    By a waterfall,
    The lovers had a picnic,
    ev’rything got wet.
     
     
     
     
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    Can haikus be writ,
    without, to wit, a single
    snit? ... I guess they can.
     
     
     

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    A good friend from college, instant messaged me the other day to tell me that my 19 year old self had somehow escaped through a time portal and was now appearing in a NYC production of "Look Homeward Angel" under the name of Keegan McDonald.  Naturally, my first instinct was to check the basement to see if my cloning experiment had escaped, but once I saw that he was still safely chained to the wall, I began to Google ... Here are two pictures of said Mr. McDonald, and three photos of Me, Mr. Smith, in a production of Private Lives when I was 21 and an acting photo from when I was 24.  Is Keegan McDonald my youthful, time traveling doppelganger? You decide. ( I'm leaning towards, I think he is. )
     
     
     

     

     

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    By the way, Monday is the start of April and, of course, April is Spondylitis Awareness Month.   Here's my newest video, asking everyone to Shine a Light on Spondylitis this month.
     

     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

     

    Comments

    This is Fantastic

    Mr. Smith and his slide show!.

    His poems and pix..

    This is well done and I can come back again and experience it all over.

    I am really speechless right now, except

    I am in heaven

    It is now 47

    The sun is shining!

     


    by Richard Day on Fri, 03/29/2013 - 4:13pm

    You mean Mr. Smith

    Is in charge of the weather?

    That explains a lot.

    Each description of the day

    Has hidden the god at play.

     


    by moat on Fri, 03/29/2013 - 8:42pm

    tanka haiku: 

    God is playing hide
    and seek; hiding in us all ...
     ... ('cept for Alan Watts.)

    Mr Smith the Weatherman?
    (I was hoping for better ...)   ;-)

     

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    Inside my small world,
    are infinite galaxies 
    for me to explore.

     

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    by Anonymous (not verified) on Fri, 03/29/2013 - 9:39pm

     

    Yeah, that was me posing as Anonymous.  I didn't notice I had gotten signed out... D'OH!


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 03/29/2013 - 9:41pm

    Well,  you were certainly a handsome devil in your youth.  McDonald does looks like you.  Your freind was right.   Nice video.  Happy Easter.


    by trkingmomoe on Sun, 03/31/2013 - 4:48am

    If only I had known that then.  Oh well.

    Thanks and Happy Easter to you as well, trkingmomoe.  


    by MrSmith1 on Sun, 03/31/2013 - 12:40pm

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