Monthly Archives: September 2016

A Wind-Swept Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

      Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:   He buried his fear in the pleats of mother’s skirt. ( … wiped his nose there too.)     —      Fear is a fabric that folds under stress, … Continue reading

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Finally, a Finely Fried Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

    Here’s this week’s heap of haikus: In that ‘long ago’, all of us are ever young … never more alive. –— First, you find a place to rest your weary soul, then applaud your journey. — There is … Continue reading

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A Deplorable/Adorable Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

  Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:       When I was little, sitting in my parent’s car, was an adventure.       —         Small traffic island pedestrian oasis ‘midst a sea of cars. … Continue reading

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Autumn in Hiding on a Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

      Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:       A golden surfer rides a quiet wave to shore the world is at peace. (Photo courtesy of Kristina Rebelo)     —     triple haiku: A dark … Continue reading

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Yet Another Laborious Friday Afternoon at the Haikulodeon

        Here’s this week’s heap of haikus:      Autumn taught ’em, when the first leaf falls from a tree Summer soon will wane.  ( I saw that first leaf today, lying quietly on the sidewalk.)   … Continue reading

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