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September 20, 2005

A Sign From the God of Posts

In the entry below, I note that the NHC discussion correction looked like Haiku. My brain being what it is, I then thought "What fun ~ a Hurricane Haiku Hullabaloo!" Googling proper haiku format to set ground rules, I immediately came across this informative page containing THIS timely, hurricane related GEM:

kono dote-ni(5) noboru-bekarazu(7) keishichou(5) :
"Do Not Climb This Levee - The Police Department"

Seems the auguries
are clear for poetry here.
Have a whack at it.

(This site can also be handy.)

Posted by tree hugging sister at September 20, 2005 02:15 PM

Comments

Not Wind nor Locusts
A curse on the failed Levees
It's always those Jooos...

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 20, 2005 02:36 PM

The storm is brewing
New Orleans is sinking, man
I don't want to swim

Posted by: Cullen at September 20, 2005 02:47 PM

Boards up 'n boards down.
Bangla-cola Boogie by
beat up Bojangles.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at September 20, 2005 04:26 PM

Tried to write haiku
but I am not Japanese
And I can't count

Posted by: Ken Summers at September 20, 2005 05:02 PM

( So? Take off your shoes.
That will give you digits to
mark syllables off. )

Posted by: tree hugging sister at September 20, 2005 05:12 PM

Russell Honore'
Can get those buses going
Ray Nagin stands by.

Posted by: NJ Sue at September 20, 2005 08:00 PM

Katrina is here
The Governor cries a lot
When cameras roll

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 20, 2005 09:27 PM

The Senator's tears
Are matched by her Gov.'s wailing;
Hill and Rice won't cry

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 20, 2005 09:36 PM

The buses: here now
The press has only hindsight
(Caused by Heads Up Ass)

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 20, 2005 09:41 PM

Said to the young fool
"Son, you are Stuck On Stupid"
Which he soon confirmed.

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 20, 2005 09:44 PM

Big Muddy rolls on;
Past governors and gators,
Mayors and meunière.

Posted by: tree hugging sister at September 20, 2005 09:52 PM

hey, i count like 30 syllables in that last word alone!

Posted by: Mr. Bingley at September 20, 2005 10:02 PM

The wind always blows
All hurricanes really blow
My haiku does blow

Posted by: The Real JeffS at September 21, 2005 03:21 AM

Haiku always blows
But so does all poetry
Why do we do this?

Posted by: Ken Summers at September 21, 2005 01:06 PM

Sheila will go red
When she reads Ken's poetry
Emily would too

Posted by: Cullen at September 21, 2005 02:54 PM