A Wish-filled Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon – 2/22/2013

 

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:
 
 
 
 
He looks angry, but
his pain had only just begun.
Looks are deceiving.
 
(This photo was taken in 1980, the year I first felt the symptoms of what would be diagnosed as Ankylosing Spondylitis in 1985.)
 

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Double haiku:
 
I thought I saw her
standing on a street corner
waiting for the light.
 
Her face was so calm
her bearing so relaxed, I
sensed she was happy.
 
 
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Swirling embers rise,
riding a smoky breeze, then
die, and fall to earth
 
 
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Where he planned to plow,
a row arose to roundly
rout rows of roses.
 
 
 
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Souls forge truth and hope,

while minds dream up fantasies

and hearts search for love.

 
 
 
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tanka haiku:
 
Are you touched each day?
Physically caressed or just
held in someone’s arms?
Or do you use cyber-hugs,
as salve for withered longings?
 
 
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Underneath his bed
is a shirt that she once wore
And still does, in dreams.
 
 
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A gigg’ling toddler,
plays ‘soccer’ on the sidewalk
with his patient dad.
 
 
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In this worldly realm,
folks often mistake kindness
for passivity.
 
 
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An unexpected
infatuation can help
mend a broken heart.
 
 
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An over-dose of
an antidote, will become
a poison itself.
 
 
 
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Aunties in panties
love Uncles’ carbuncles … (So
say the sea chanteys.)
 
 
 
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Apples in bowls pose
for a painter’s ‘still life’, then
wait to be eaten.
 
 
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Will you walk with me
to the crest of the hill, where
new horizons wait?
 
 
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She seemed unaware,
that her presence caused a scene;
crowds in an uproar.
 
 
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Cats and melon balls;
a recipe for hi-jinks …
and sticky felines.
 
 
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Mary had a lamb,
And little though it was, it
started stalking her.
 
 
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You think you’ve won, BUT …
Like the phoenix from ashes,
I shall rise again!
 
 
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It does not add up,
that the way to multiply,
is through division.
 
 
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Sitting in his room,
pondering his hopes and dreams,
he soon fell asleep.
 
 
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Windows to our souls?
Eyes may behold the world, but
Minds create vision.
 
 
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The look in her eyes
was enough to melt his heart …
and his tupperware.
 
 
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trudging slowly on,
I get to the pharmacy
just as it’s closing.
 
 
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Sunday ev’ning and
I dread the week to come; full
moon and rising tides.
 
 
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Watching old sit-coms,
I see the world I thought would
be, when I grew up.
 
 
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Don’t use a cane with
limp imaginations, use
a damned bungee cord.
 
 
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