Friday afternoon at the Haiku-lodeon 06-15-2012

 

Come,letuswander
throughthehaiku-lodeon
andbetransported.
 
 
Here’sthisweek’sheapofhaikus:

 
 
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He’d often quibble
with perceived wisdom, just to
be an outlier.
 
 
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The future, he thought,
held great things for him, buthe’d
mis-read thetea leaves.
 
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She wore gingham and
polka dot dresses, which made
her seem cartoon-ish.
 
 
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tanka haiku: A third floor walk-up
in a poor neighborhood, with
a backyard garden.
Where, for him, it all began
and, for her, it all ended.

 
 
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Wandering through Life,
I stopped and watched a parade,
then laughed and joined it.
 
 
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 Eating blackberries
on a Summer’s afternoon
makes me feel care-free.
 
 
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If you pull a thread,
keep in mind that the sweater
just might unravel.
 
 
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Lights in his dorm room
blaze through the long night, for there’s
mid-terms tomorrow.
 
 
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Oh Sunday morning …
Why have you arrived? I can’t
find my shirt and pants.
 
 
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Petals of roses,
scattered along the pathway,
hint at what’s to come.
 
 
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Here is a lesson
to be learned and not forgot;
While music plays, dance.
 
 
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 My heart lives near the
Sycamore and still blossoms
after ev’ry rain.
 
 
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In the deepest woods
there’s always stumps to sit on
while you play your flute.
 
 
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My best gal and I
danced and smooched as the band played,
‘The Sugarfoot Strut.’
 
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