A Doo-Wop Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

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Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:

A cool autumn night
A golden moon is shining o’er
the harvested fields,

(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

Hailing a taxi,
her scarf flutters in the breeze.
God, I wish she’d stay.


As day turns to dusk,
neatly anchored sloops slowly
bob in the harbor.

(Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)

He tried to please her,
he tried to reason with her,
she tried his patience.



If you own a gun,
you’ve agreed to a world where
shooting’s an option.

Quiet young ladies
sit in Starbucks and “like” their
own Facebook comments.

Words had no effect,
so, reluctantly, he tried
throwing sticks and stones.


Sunshine and whiskey
are a lot like love; too much
can make you go blind.


Being unemployed
both lightens your income and
darkens your outlook.

The ocean so vast,
and the waves so persistent …
I’ll swim tomorrow.

(Photograph courtesy Kristina Rebelo.)

When his heart’s desire
bitch-slapped his raison d’être,
his mantra passed out.

Now, let us slumber,
for we have come a long way
and have eaten lunch.


And now, for this week’s challenge:

Post your haiku in the Comments section under the title: “I Do-the-Haiku!”)

You must keep in mind;
to deteriorate is
the way of all things.

A dark, grey morning
Serious people crowd me
I can’t help but laugh.

She stirs the stew, and
sprinkles with pepper, while she
stares out the window.

That big old elm tree,
it knows my heartaches and has
heard my confessions.

Locked in a body
that can no longer run, I
decide to just walk.

Finding harmonies
while standing on the corner,
gave Doo-Wop ‘street cred’,

Although she left me
I pray she’ll return to hear,
my story untold.

Story Untold – The Nutmegs – 1955

It’s really simple;
tell me why I love you so …
then I’ll let you go.

The Rob Roys – Tell Me Why – 1957

You make days seem bright
Only you and you alone
calm my fear at night.

Only You – The Platters –

Why don’t you write me?
Was it something that I said?
You’re gone and I’m sad.

Why Don’t You Write Me – The Jacks –  1955

You can ask around,
hearts of stone will never break
So I hope and pray.

The Jewels – Hearts of Stone – 1954

If you leave me, please
don’t ask me to be lonely.
( I have some issues. )

The Dubs – Don’t Ask Me to Be Lonely – 1957

A day spent with you,
falling even more in love ….
And oh, what a night.

The Dells – Oh What a Night – 1956

A Saturday kind
of enthusiasm, a
Sunday kind of Love,

The Harptones – A Sunday Kind of Love – 1953

She’s a golden girl
with a silver spoon who now
sheds golden teardrops

The Flamingos – Golden Teardrops – 1953

The still of the night,
in the dreams I am having,
there is always you.

Fred Parris and the Satins – In the Still of the Night – 1955

we strolled through the park
‘neath moonlit skies, then sweetly
said … goodnight sweetheart.

The Spaniels – Goodnight Sweetheart

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An Encore from a different era:  

Why life’s worth living;*
Louis Armstrong playin’ those
Potato Head Blues.

( * In “Manhattan”, Woody Allen said this recording is one of the reasons that life is worth living.)

Encore # 2:

Fat Tuesday parade …
Struttin’ with some barbecue
down on Bourbon Street


A lonely bus stop
on a Monday afternoon
I count the taxis.

Our hearts are widest
when we put aside our thoughts
and let ourselves feel.

-He’s considered dull;
just muddling through Life … yet
his heart slays dragons.


We seldom notice
the slow erosion of Life.
we prefer dreaming.

When you discover
you have reliable friends,
fruit falls from the trees.

Whether at War or
fighting a Chronic Disease,
Courage will rise up.

The arc of your life,
will pierce many souls, sewing
tapestries of hope.

My serious cat
stalks its prey, then it pounces …
on a ball of yarn.


 


 Somewhere in the deep
recesses of my brain, sleep
forgotten haikus.

By the garden fence,
a quiet blue hydrangea,
contemplates escape.

 


Laughter’s a rainstorm,
that washes away our gloom,
and cleans Life’s sidewalks.


In the corner of
my garden, by the brick wall,
purple asters bloom.

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