Haikublog

It’s called Supermix.
So it’ll probably work.
Look for a weak band.

Filed by haiku at 9:15 pm under Haiku
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Dance, delicate hairs!
Flow over the embryo.
Organization.

Filed by haiku at 3:48 pm under Haiku
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They came back later.
You missed the scheduled meeting.
Snoozing—not witchcraft.

Filed by haiku at 7:47 pm under Haiku
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Camped on the side lawn.
Bought wooden spoons; no bunny.
Drove home in three hours.

Filed by haiku at 7:40 pm under Haiku
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Mom, I want a cookie.
Mom, why are you standing like that?
Mom, why don’t you blink?

Filed by haiku at 11:04 am under Haiku
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Missed your text message.
Going to the dining hall.
Had a picnic there.

Filed by haiku at 9:35 am under Haiku
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He’s not that beastly.
He’s a mongoose with rabies.
And has mosquitoes.

Filed by haiku at 10:07 am under Haiku
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The subway tunnels.
You seldom see the ceiling.

But I know it’s there.

Filed by haiku at 1:15 pm under Haiku
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Two men just dropped by.
They left me eighty boxes.
Guess it’s time to move.

Filed by haiku at 12:18 pm under Haiku
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A lawn, some sail boats.
Old brick peeks through a dull mist.
A happy train ride.

Filed by haiku at 12:59 pm under Haiku
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