Archive # 22

 

 
Her four year old son,
always tried to climb the fence.
Wanderlust starts young.

 

(Photo of a 4 year old MrSmith1, on his way to an important meeting. Behind him, the fence he kept climbing.)

 

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Finding peace-makers
is never as easy as
finding warriors.

 

 

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Thoughts, planted wisely,
blossom in reluctant minds,
when the time is right.

 
 
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When told he’d entered
Hell’s tenth level, he thought, “Must,
be where the toys are …”

 

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In the swirls of clouds,
where we imagine heaven,
floats both love and hope.
 
 
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Lemons aren’t kumquats,
they seldom know their own worth,
therefore, they get squeezed.
 
 
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His pulse would quicken
each time she entered the room …
‘cuz, she brought the beer.

 

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Yellow mediates
the fights between red and green,
so it’s feeling blue.
 
 
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What if we’re all cogs
in a huge, complex machine,
just trying to mesh?
 
 
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Hijacked hydrangeas
hopefully hastened her help.
Horticulture, HA!
 
 
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Hirsute hobos help
harangue humble heroes. How
humiliating!
 
 
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double haiku: Morning eased gently
into my consciousness, like
melting caramels …

gooey imagery?
Perhaps, but still better than
a kick in the shins.

 

 
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haiku redux: In his father’s desk,
sits a letter never sent,
urging forgiveness.
 

 

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haiku redux 2: The fabric of Life;
From order to chaos, we
slowly unravel.
 

 

 
tanka haiku: Klotho spins Life’s thread,
Lachesis measures its length,
Atropos cuts it.

   These three fates (or destinies),
   looked for no union labels.

 
 
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haiku redux: Open up your mind,
free your thoughts from tyranny.
let your dreams escape.
 
 

 

 
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tanka haiku: The house lights dimmed, the
orchestra began to play,
an old Broadway score.

   Musicals that filled our hearts
   will never really leave them.

 
 
 
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tanka haiku: Those life preservers
and flight jackets brag too much.
But you know that, right?

 
   No jacket will make you fly,
   no vest prevent your decay.
 
 

 

 
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tanka haiku: Swept in office
with a huge mandate, he knew
he’d better act fast.

   For voters quickly forget
   and want results right away.

 
 
 
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The purser welcomed
each bitter, bored, broad aboard,
by beaming brightly.
 

 

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tanka haiku: Looking back, I think
my life’s been a series of
int’resting events.
 
   They were to me anyway,
   And in the end, that’s what counts.
 
 
 
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haiku: Barbie’s skate party,
ended in chaos, when Ken
missed a toe-loop.
 

 

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Scaling Mount Fuji,
I suddenly found myself
posing for photos.

 

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Alternate take:

Scaling Mount Fuji,

Would be just as difficult,
if it was a fish.

 

 

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Some Civil War buffs,
love re-enacting battles;
Gettysburg redux.
 
 
 
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Winters way down South
pale when compared to just one
New England sleigh ride.
 
 
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Winds bite, cheeks redden,
cold in the city brings the
January blues.
 
 
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Grieving trees embark
on their sad autumn journeys
shedding leafy tears.
 
 
 
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With hearts full of grace,
and souls generating love
we shall overcome.
 

 

(Thanks to my friend, Jim W. for the Martin Luther King, Jr. quote that inspired this haiku.)

 

 
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Could there possibly
be anything more silly
than old Jell-o molds?
 
 
 
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Above me hangs the
sword of Damocles. Below,
the abyss. (Fun, huh?)
 
 

 

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