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Haiku
about lies, deceptions, betrayals
and other expectations


 

Haiku is perhaps the subtlest form of verse that's been invented.
I have tried to lay these out on the page so that we can center
them alone in a field of white and let their meanings wash over our consciences.

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grandpa's hands widen
with each retelling
of the one that got away


                                                                                Donald McLeod
                                                                                     Sherman Oaks, CA

 

 


used car salesman --
the pull of his pitch
still in his handshake


                                                                     Donald McLeod
                                                                          Sherman Oaks, CA

 

 



pawnshop owner --
his establishing
"it ain't worth much" look


                                                                           Donald McLeod
                                                                                Sherman Oaks, CA


 

 

 

 


mockingbird sings
the oriole's song
but gray feathers remain

                                                                                    soji

 

 

 

 


my lie anthology
performed every day
it won the pulitzer


                                                                                        todd hoff

 

 

 

 

floral centerpiece
at the campaign fundraiser
-blossoming lies


                                                                                       Jean King

 

 

 

 

still moving
along my rose border-
the headless snake
                                         
neca

 

 

 

 

new moon rising-
caught in its horns
the stadium lights

                                                  neca

 

 

 

 

 

elevator ride
avoiding her eyes
avoiding mine

                                                                                        John Sheirer

 

 

 



we've always been close she says long distance

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 



rain again today
calling when I know
she's not home

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 



trying too hard
to look interested
he checks his watch again

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 

 



hidden under
the committee meeting agenda
a book of poems

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 

 



taking down
the christmas lights
sweating from the june heat

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 

 

 



october windstorm
in the yard across the street
broken campaign signs

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 

 



in town for a funeral
but the motel man
gives me a wink

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 



college sweetheart
we catch each other
staring at gray hairs

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 



the morning after
lying along
with the radio love song

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 



sick of work     I call in sick

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

 



staff meeting
someone farts
adding to the gas

                                                                                       John Sheirer

 

 

 

heavy rains --
she folds up the letter
as he enters

                                                                               AC Missias

 

 

 

 


the clink of dishes --
she talks and laughs
not meeting his gaze

                                                                               AC Missias

 

 

 


home late --
pausing at the door
he sniffs his lapels

                                                                               AC Missias

 

 

 

 


grandfather's wince
as he rises from his gardening
"a lovely day"

                                                                               AC Missias

 

 

 

He says: I love you
She says: I love you
One lies

                                                                                Alan Gould

 

 



mirrored image stares
back at me, then forms the face
I show to strangers

                                                                                   Francine Porad

 

 

 


the fisherman's grin
holding his catch close
to the camera
                                                                                   Francine Porad

 

 

 

 

husband spellbound—
his wife’s version
of their courtship
                                                                                   Francine Porad

 

 

 

 


on stage
flaunting his brawn
papier-mâché weights
                                                                                   Francine Porad

 

 

 



another disguise:
the stranger
in last night's dream
                                                                                   Francine Porad

 

 

 

 



a love affair                                          
        the psychic hedges                   
if you want it
                                                                                   Francine Porad

 

 



Summer promised not
to take an autumn lover
but she lied she lied


                                                                     Marie Heese
                                                                                                   University of South Africa (Unisa)

 

 

 

 

Where is your homework?
You did it; your dog ate it
Heard that one before

                                                       DeVar Dahl

 

 

 


Finished the essay
but his printer's out of ink
school wide ink shortage

                                                       DeVar Dahl

 

 

 


I am not talking
it must be the other guy
school ventriloquist

                                                       DeVar Dahl

 

 

 

 

With this warantee
you are covered stem to stern--
minor exceptions.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


It is beyond me
to lie or withhold the truth--
never question me.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


It's the game that counts--
a sound rule, but don't expect
virtue in defeat.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


I am here for you;
I will spare you from yourself--
surrender yourself to me.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 

 


If I was speeding
my speedometer was wrong
or your radar was.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


Tax will not increase
in my administration--
he meant it then.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


I loved you always,
though in the arms of others,
there was only you.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 

 


This war will bring peace,
put an end to injustice--
this one is righteous. 
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


Proceeds benefit
my favorite charity,
let me assure you.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

 


We are flawed at birth
having fallen from God's grace
we must be redeemed.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 


Love and friendship rule
this holy commune--
turn in all your wealth.
                                                                                Charles Albano

 

 

do not say you'll call
when you have no intention
of doing so, schmuck.

                                                                                  David Eisner

 

 

yardwork beckons me.
i will do it tomorrow...
i lie to myself.
                                                                       Cindy Riedi

 

 

 

 

one day, love i say...
one true love forever mine.
one day never comes.

                                                                        Cindy Riedi

 

greatness lies ahead
no limits ever. for me,
mediocracy.
                                                                        Cindy Riedi

 

 

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