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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2023年07月12日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 604th. week

Two cripples, pointing out a kite, on the sand. Or, two haiku poets, pointing out a kite, on the sand.
Of a wheelchair, in the swimming pool growing over with moss, with wheels like.
From the royal castle, smoldering and suffocating, where goes.
Though the trip with my family, at everywhere else we go, the woman having an affair with I see.
By my kiss, of playing soldier with them, as picking up affair. Or, by taking a sip from, of playing soldier with them, as picking up affair.

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2023年07月05日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 603rd. week

Surf crashing, to be sacrificed for me, he under the cliff.
Getting soaked and, a feeling of the stone, not noticing about.
Flirted with, a drawn woman past her prime, saggy her belly tells.
Flying in flocks flies, as the king of corpses, on today to enshrine.
Denying the charge, for shielding herself behind, her legs making spread out.

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2023年06月28日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 602nd. week

Alice in nowadays, in stead of dreaming, to visit an land of electricity.
Into the tray for sandplay therapy, a hidden spike, fatally wounded for him.
Revealing her bare truth, of hers, running eyes.
On the lifeboat, setting the sun, and other voices.
By parboiling, a girl like voluming up at outskirts, I see her as.

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2023年06月21日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 601st. week

The double-edged in my hand, by my mother's corpse, left for.
In the way of the world, until proven guilty, justice it is said.
By getting dark, burning the house where their out, a banana he saw.
The mastermind of, hiding their mother, runs away.
To the herdsman, begging for money, backfiring for him.

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2023年06月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 600th. week

Cooling off in the evening, with the left hand of the spirit, a paper hand there. Or, cooling off in the evening, with the left hand of the spirit, moving like a paper hand .
On their armbands, two of ekss, in the mysterious region.
Of a boy, mouing for the dog, this summer ends.
The fatherless boy says, Virgin birth of me playing dumb it might be.
Into the wave, her respirator thrown away, my love in the summer.

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2023年06月07日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 559th. week

In the sky, a flying kite leads, to his grave.
Ter in die, for my savage mother, care with bedpans.
Pieces in red, from the air vent, gushing out.
Taking a bullet in his guts though, just singing always he does, the heard-hearted sergeant.
With her black hears, tied to a rope, a woman she is. Or, by her black hears, being arresrted, a woman she is.

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2023年05月31日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 558th. week

For my punishment, my left long finger, gotten caught.
Of limestone, leveling a hill, a charred body I found. Or, of limestone, leveling a hill, a charred body I burryed.
A quack doctor, to give a shot to her, dying to.
When the city breakouts, on my falling down, dog face in front of me.
Good day to you, catfishing as an idiot, an oniwaban the undercover agent.

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2023年05月24日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 557th. week

On the visiting, my mother with a broom welcoming, typical it's so.
Under a hanging corpse, looking up and bathing, shadow of the moon.
Of the diocesan administrator, one in ten sermons, all a dream ending it is.
Licking my saliva, toes of a woman, into the other's.
After his breaking out, just as thought, tending to self-deprecate.

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2023年05月17日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 556th. week

Even for sobering up, he cannot dispel the gloom, shot to kill.
In the enemy base, Peeping Tom Thumb only, waiting for us.
Detain me, by a quarrel between my wife, no home to go.
For blood-stained only, having gotten a taste for, a ruling pen.
Of a kitten, about a precognitive dream, the police officers are bustling.

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2023年05月10日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 555th. week

The colonist, with his ambition, taking a siesta together.
Of whom telling no tales, taking the misdeed, and live.
The last words of sacrifice selling, as defamation to him, regarding.
Just only, swaying in the wind, a door of the toilet.
Her looking unattractive, putting on freckles, becoming the heroine for.

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2023年05月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 554th. week

In my miso soup, secrets of the state and my wife's love, reflected.
On almost too late, the man whose bandana wrapping around on his neck, sinking in quicksand.
The eyeball, by four his fingers, on the sink crawling.
Of the spittoon, even sinking on the bottom, this is the money no matter who says.
By covering up with white cloth, on the dead bride, shelled her body.

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2023年04月26日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 553rd. week

The reports of the guns I hear, going for backing, snoring big they are.
One also here is, because of her non-virgin, not eating a woman. Or, one also here is, because of her non-virgin, foxy she is.
Macbeth's, imitating ridiculously, keeping him under her thumb.
The diver, his thirst, to complain of.
Only one push to give though, tokoroten for serve, she holds back.

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2023年04月19日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 553rd. week

A phone rings, with her bedfellow, mistaken me.
With Zhinu, handling smartly, a dog stays.
After death of the heir, by shrwdness of his younger brother, getting on bad sides.
Before going to sleep, of a bug in a bell, narrated by.
In a square for one sho, covered by azuki beans, Santa there.

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2023年04月12日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 552nd. week

At the police cordon, on lifting the lid of, a head of the doll there.
In front of a room forbidden to enter, a screw loosing, on the hinge of.
Turning a somersault, by a cane to avoid falling, hi the stomach of his own self. Or, turning a somersault, looking before leaping though, hi the stomach of his own self.
The Information minister, to his secretary scolding, refusing listing.
By a dandelion, gossips spoken, being amplified.

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