A Friday Afternoon’s Ride on the Haikulodeon

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So proudly she stood
admiring her work. I
just snapped the photo.

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A split rail fence was
respected in the old West.
But barbed wire helped.

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tanka haiku: Once upon a time,
a kid went to the movies,
and ate Raisinettes.

That, of course, was long ago.
Now it’s tacos and sushi.

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Can it really be?
It’s National Coffee Day!!*
Do that Java Jive!

 

*September 29th

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So, farewell to thee.
Thou has stayed beyond the Spring,
and now, the Sea calls.

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We’ll survive today
and dream beyond tomorrow.
forget yesterday.

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During World War Two,
Grace worked in a factory.
To get ‘up to Speed.’  *

 

* My great-Aunt Grace Speed was my mother’s father’s sister. 
She lived in Elmira, NY and when she went to work in the factory, had her name embroidered on her overalls.

 

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Unusual sights,
are often seen in New York.
Bring your camera.

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tanka haiku: The fragility
of a small bird hopping on
the sidewalk stirs me.

It happily hops, then it
springs into the air and flys!

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Bright and beautiful
shiny objects distract me.
So? What’s your excuse?

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Stuck. Like in cement.
My life’s going nowhere, and
the stage has left Dodge.

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Hazarding a guess,
he offered an opinion,
which was met with snark.

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As the earth prepares
to take its winter snooze, the
foliage blushes.

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Preparing to leave
on vacation will highlight
why you need to go.

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I play ‘words with friends’,
and ‘parse syllables’ for fun;
write wry with writhe, right?

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That quiet moment,
that lasts from 10 to 12.
Second coffee time.

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Bonus poem:

A poem for my grand-niece Jessica and the deer that knocked her over while she was walking across her college campus.
 

A doe and a dear
met on a campus I hear
The doe was a deer
and the dear was a … D’OH!
What do dear does do dere?
Dey doze.

 

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