Monthly Archives: August 2014

A Laborious Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

  Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:   Labor Day double haiku: Forty hour work weeks, Safety and child labor laws … a minimum wage. Unions, walk outs, strikes, picket lines, arbitration … Which side are you on? —   … Continue reading

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A Relaxing Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: Sunshine and whiskey are a lot like love; they all can make you go blind. — That awkward moment when you’ve ticked off Jonathan Livingston Seagull. (Photographs courtesy of Kristina Rebelo) — I feel … Continue reading

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A Silly Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:       The scent of jasmine scatters as the door is slammed and she rushes out.   —   Through a painter’s eyes, and a poet’s soul, he found beauty ev’rywhere. … Continue reading

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A Painfully Obvious Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

        Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:   Outside mom’s window the trees noiselessly rustled as she fought for life. My mom passed away in 2012, just a week shy of her 94th birthday.  She would have … Continue reading

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A Delightfully Sunny Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

  Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: On “Project Flyway” Heidi Klum’s kids judge feathered faux-pas of Fashion. (Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo) — Blue beach umbrellas flutter in the breeze, casting their sandy shadows. (Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo) … Continue reading

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