Oops … Out of Order – Last week’s heap of haikus – 4-27-2012

 

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: 
 
“Thou and I are too
wise to woo peaceably.” (And
so, they sparred with words.)

(Happy 448th Birthday this past week, William Shakespeare.)

 
 
Me in tights - 1972
 
Photo: Me playing Benedict in Much Ado 40 years ago. Some hair, huh?)
 
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He had tried so hard
to always do what was right,
there was nothing left.

 
 
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At the Dew Drop Inn,
the dude dropped out; he logged in,
but then he passed out.

 
 
 
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Under the table
is no place to be when your
boss takes you to lunch.
 
 
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haiku re-dux: Deep in the forest,
patches of stippled sunlight,
warm a leaf-strewn trail.
 
 
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When he needed help,
he knew who to call, and who
didn’t want to know.
 
 
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Actor heard praying
while crossing Shubert Alley;
“God, the first act sucks.”
 
 
 
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tanka haiku: There is a sad fear
that’s buried deep in our hearts;
that no love will last.

So we pray that Time’s not cruel
and our memories won’t fade.

 
 
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Flowery bouquets,
made the room seem less dreary.
and offset her tears.
 
 
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haiku: Hiding in the field,
he overheard ev’rything,
then figured things out.
 
 
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haiku: There are no rainbows
in a world of absolutes,
only black or white.
 
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haiku: Best be kind to him.
While he poses no threat, he
makes a good ally.
 
 
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We’re not bound to earth
when our lives are stuck in mud
for our hopes still soar.
 
 
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There’s a twilight time
between dusk and eve’ning that
nurtures reflection.
 
 
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haiku re-dux: At the sky’s edges,
mountaintops still pierce the clouds,
to peek at heaven.
 
 
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To impress his ‘girl’,
the young man sent the small stone
skimming ‘cross the lake.
 
 
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tanka haiku: You can’t hold back Love,
it will gush forth from your heart
and spurt through your eyes
   like … adoring laser beams.
   (So, be careful where you aim.)
 
(Note: I know this is a really bad haiku, but its ludicrous images made me laugh.  Unfortunately some of my friends on Facebook didn’t get the joke and thought I had lost my mind or at the very least, my ability to write haikus. What can I say? Sometimes stupid things make me laugh.)
 
 
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