2023年11月29日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 624th. week

Who is for, on a decomposed body, best-before there.
Come Again, in the bathtub dirts flow, from the other side of.
Against the oracle, nonetheless acting, a hand of the child lovable.
On the third day, four people have disappeared, at the chalk house.
After the office hours, on the office desks, the sound of creaking echos.

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2023年11月22日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 623rd. week

On the second day of Japanese festival in November, your misfortune also, have sold at.
The new face, waving a red flag, and counting on the abacus with reading.
Before pressing the button, even if the machines, closing their eyes.
One dead branch and, Akasaka in the rain, stone pavement on.
Her underarm hairs, dyed in golden, twinning with.

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2023年11月15日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 622nd. week

To strayed from the path, two of the major leaders, and the other.
On the other side of the cage, my wife from far away, her panting I hear.
At the last moment, as coming short of his expectation, he interprets it.
With a freshly-served head, a bride she is, to carry around and enter the military.
Her tool, assassinating no difficulty in, at last coming on the verge of her.

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2023年11月08日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 621st. week

Staring owlishly at, for a guard, sniffed the love portion.
At the end of the whole series, though, none given relief.
His takeaway, leaving a pile of, he as the brave man.
In the incubator, Quasimodo has, wailed.
In the next room, two pillows for, and a Triton's trumpet.

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2023年11月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 620th. week

On every night dancing with, travelers east form Kyoto, red flags handing.
On the monkey bars, getting a vibe from aftershock, at the walking pace.
Of the moneymaker, getting her bad side, towards trapdoors.
Everybody gone, who'll express, a condolence for me.
By a bribery case, the master's dog only, left in the cold.

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2023年10月25日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 619th. week

Forgetting to live in his means, to talk about, at that stage he is.
In the darkness, built isolated, the castle in primary colours.
With the young widow, of the secure who flirt, in the wallet I wonder.
On overnight, of the faithful woman, her neck grows.
In front of a lifeboat, her ex there, blocking her way.

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2023年10月18日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 618th. week

On the battle of words, the turn for the guest of honor, just five minutes only.
Of the piled up, prevent to fall apart as a stone weight, a Godzilla there.
The whole volume of by five, about just one person, for the story.
In black robe, tweeting with the elderly woman, lesser cuckoos!
Himself as a lever, hitting with a hammer, the bellows is.

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2023年10月11日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 617th. week

A priesthood, in the aseptic cell, running through.
The convicted three times, also, keeping his hands on the lap.
On visiting him, with the sanpaku eyes, you're buffer he said.
Before my homecoming, accompanied along the way, a shiro uneri the yokai.
On the ceiling, an old bag, moving her arms and legs.

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2023年10月04日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 616th. week

For his summer holidays, only a bit, the child nods.
If the only one there, anyone can, be easily convinced to.
Where shall we go, of a woman with a tail, wrapped by her arms.
A bird gone, in the hand of a girl, a key to the room there.
On just past noon, in front of the bookshelf, a shadow still.

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2023年09月27日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 615th. week

The swamp in red, shrouded in the mist, it's a perfect day for a crocodile.
Looking behind to, by his antlers of the demon, aeolian noises I hear.
About this time last year, with their father of twins, the summer I had spent. Or, about this time last year, with their bazooms of twins, the summer I had spent.
Three days have already past, in the wind say with no mercy, red spider lilies.
Before crashing, a dwarf held, the control stick of.

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2023年09月20日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 614th. week

Taking the form of a human, grinding his teeth in every night, in the kennel.
The wounded dog, to come again 100 years later, he said.
His corpse with that as a cause, by her skin in chalk, to be held.
For my journey to distant land, with his keepsake, taking as a hostage.
Into fire burn, coming off its rim and rolling out, one of the wheel is.

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2023年09月13日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 613rd. week

At paddy field in fall, like clappers, skulls swaying. Or, at the valley in autumn, like clappers, skulls swaying.
His attendant, finds vacuity in the pupils of His Majesty, and frightened.
The who be killed, women in usual, with black hairs but.
With the death the maiden, to hear until the foghorn, having danced.
About the suspect, with eating mitarashi dangos, having relationships.

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2023年09月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 612nd. week

Clattering sounds I hear, just only spinning the wheels, your wheelchair is.
The tragedy happens where, looking on with indifference, a crocodile creeps.
My newly-married wife, waiting for outside, I play oicho-kabu with.
At the abandoned station building, for the first train, with spirts of the dead.
On the bathtub, inflamed in red, an arches of foot there.

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2023年08月30日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 611st. week

A earthen vessel is, covered with sand, exposed to rain. Or, white dragon pile is, covered with sand, exposed to rain.
From the overhang of a young widow's, of a swallow leaving, the season comes. Or, under protection of a young widow, of her toy boy leaving, the season comes
Of the red paper, written down the back, the menu for today. Or, of his draft card, written down the back, the menu for today.
The old master, as his apprentice begged, got undressed.
All of the married, forming their line, on the very narrow passage. Or, all of the married, forming their line, between her barse and anus.

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2023年08月23日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 610th. week

By her homecoming, when cat's away, my ed developing.
After equinocitial week, I met on yesterday, my late wife.
On the broken mirror, the obsequious smile I find, beyond the black curtain.
An lost cat, on strain by spacetime, has meowed.
Caressed on my cheek, beyond boating dock, by a cold palm.

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2023年08月16日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 609th. week

On tomorrow, making it, on time trip I'll go.
Getting the roster, and visiting, a funeral home I arrive.
On our supper time, holding his rice paddle, the man comes.
In the bridal night, on her anus, putting on pale red.
In the night what happen, he confess I wonder, the chaplain does.

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2023年08月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 608th. week

The insanity, waiting for a little girl, with a full moon. Or, the insanity, waiting for his adopted daughter, with a full moon.
On Mt. Shigi, to try making the sound, the pentatonic scale in the movie.
Cordon off, with one of the cats, watching and warding.
Of his old friend, planing breaking the heart, pseudo-Cyrano.
Of my brand-new, because the parasol having blown inside out, getting dripping wet.

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2023年08月02日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 607th. week

With eating red rice, Xiongnu left, the encirclement looking down.
The night fell before reaching, to attack tramps, getting pied-a-terre.
On ultisol, fascinated by his goat, prostituting herself. Or, on ultisol, driven by his goat, prostituting herself.
Because of cut a finger with, for picking me up from Tartarus, the man come. Or, because of making pinky swear with, for picking me up from Tartarus, the man come.
Gulls know do, an aircraft carrier, goes to where.

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2023年07月26日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 606th. week

In a morning of the summer, a Chinese lantern plant into her mouth, made her given a sort of grasp.
A crocking toad, a stalk of pampas grass, swaying on his back carried.
The good-looking, with the ugly actress, the reason why falling love.
Earthly Branches should be has 13 selections, on the ecliptic, Ophiuchus stays there.
Darkness in the sky, crying out giant jellyfish, of the abdomen.

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2023年07月19日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 605th. week

Before Our Rehearsal, singing with twin daughters, on the lift.
With the three-headed, In Zoshigaya, into a grove.
On the road like Radical 162, tracking and going away, Radical 170 is.
A steam train, eager to get her caterpillars, at that stage.
Biting for taste, of my mother armless, her some toes.

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