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Sunday, July 16, 2017

Alterations In Religious Discipline In The Hour Of The Bomb

zen master sits lotus

for hours; padawan learners

fidget, wish him dead


Gathering nightshade while I may, for the Weekend Challenge at Real Toads


15 comments:

  1. I'm imagining their fidget spinners whacking him in the temples. :)

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  2. Precisely.

    And which kind of "whacked."

    We can also twist "alterations" and "bomb(shell)." For example, what if they sew his clothes, so they're going to take out their frustrations by (gasp) adding color.

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  3. Is there a haiku between the title and the video clip? If so I can't see it.. Not sure why it won't load. Of course, your brevity may be that the title is the poem....

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  4. Kerry, sorry you can't see it. Not sure why not. This is it:

    zen master sits lotus

    for hours; padawan learners

    fidget, wish him dead

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  5. The things we have to do trick you into haiku.

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  6. You are our own Gorey or Adams!

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  7. The world is indeed ending. Shay wrote a haiku. Now i'm really scared. Smiles.

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  8. P.S. "Gathering nightshade while I may" ... Priceless.

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  9. Kill the Buddha Jedi Younglings must.

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  10. Nightshade to the people... (the rest of them of course)

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  11. Nice small poem. The last line made me laugh.

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  12. Shay made a haiku
    loyal readers gasped in shock
    Lowering Shay to this?

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  13. HA! i just love when you write haiku, SP!

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