Saturday, March 21, 2015

Many Moods to My Haiku (5-29-14)


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The girl with the tear
swollen face looked sadly at
me from the mirror.
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Daffodils glow yellow
on my table. Outside Spring
unlocks grim New York.
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Shame-giddy dental
reckoning. Doctor awaits my
mea culpa mouth.
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Some gentle-eyed man
smiled, made aisle space as I
tracked Q-tips, not love.
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Ear-bleed symphony.
Subway heaves through sweat-worry,
concrete universe.
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We trust our parents,
absorb their fears that thwart their
very dreams for us.
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Bulldozer courting.
His temper valve defective.
My stiff knees and smile.
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Chins drip paradise
from plump orange popsicles.
Sweet, sticky summer.
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Torrents of disdain
blow his sister lost to a
squirm-dance universe.
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Trodding soft warm sand
as dusk goose bumps memory,
I breathe the horizon.
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Bright diamond sky.
Skin listens to delicious breeze.
My void fresh petals full.
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Kittens stalk pigeons.
Windows barred, their spastic tails
answer primal calls.
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Delightful and imaginative!

I love 'em all!

R
;-)
.
Well done!
Enjoyed, looking forward to more.
~R~
New York Haikus...you have a good feel for the form.
Haiku entertains
With wit and wise reflection
A day in a life
Hillary Clinton
and Ronnie Reagan, Jr.
would thrill 'ol Bill
We trust our parents,
absorb their fears that thwart their
very dreams for us...
our own dreams of ourselves is borrowed from others' dreams
anyhow
I think I heard once.
Hillary and Biden 2016!
The republic will see enormous social shifts.
To say the least.
The cat is out of the bag.
blogging new yorker
delights readers with haiku.
Dare we hope for more?

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