Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Tuesday: Tongue Twisters

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I don't like to get stuck in a rut, and I'm sure you don't, either. Therefore, even though we all know it's Tuesday, today let's do ... poetry. Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, is to write a haiku on the subject of ... late for work. And I am late for work today. The spouse moved my car this morning and then left on an errand. He has a nasty habit of yanking the emergency brake up so far that I can't release it. So here I sit, stuck, waiting for him to come back and release the darn parking brake so I can go to work. Grrrrrr.

We've had cold here, and we've had frost, but today it's going to be close to 70. Does that make it Indian Summer?

Speaking of tongue twisters, let's try wrapping our tongues around today's Words Gone Wild.

He studders

From the, er, "editor:"

a clicky forum

I think I'll attempt to haiku them. It's just that kind of day.

Popoular guys from
Micihigan submitt a
Clicky forum, but

Their amamzing head
Greatful, infecftious speaker,
Dear Lord, he studders.


G-Man said...

Virginia Girls..
Are infectiously clever!
Except with their Brakes!

Red Head Oh so frail..
Except when she is pissed off.
"May I use your Gun?"

Stuck at home again..
What was that bastard thinking?
I need a smoke...NOW!!!

Awww Serena...Cheer up!
maybe some cheap thrills are in store for you today?

G-Man said...

...And thanks for taking that 'Type these words' box out of your comment box. That fucker was getting on my last nerve.
You always had to type everything twice..Grrrrrr

Beautiful Sherry
Your job will still be waiting..

Have a great day Red..xox

G-Man said...

First AND second??

Somebody stop me..
The Haiku's are flying fast..
Galen, Please Shut Up!!

OK, I'm spent.....
Bye Baby-Girl..xoxoxoxox

VE said...

This is a real pain
Counting all my syllables
Now I'm late for work!

ThatGreenyFlower said...

Fixing my hair seems
Like so much fun when work waits.
Uh-oh, late again.

Paperwork stacked high,
Tension rising...Oh, let's see
What Sherry posted!

Running late, and no
Coffee to drink. What a bad
Day this has become.

Work will still be there
No matter how late I am.
Gotta pay the bills.

Serena Joy said...

G-man, you made me giggle and sputter and spit coffee all over my work computer. You really adore haiku writing, don't you? Good! You're good at it. Cheap thrills? You mean like sailors and nylons and Hershey bars? Oh, I hope so!:-)

You're welcome about the zapping of WordVer. To be honest, I forgot I had it on 'til just the other day. I had it enabled for the spammers' benefit, but it IS very annoying.

Well, VE, at least you weren't late for the same dumb reason I was. You had a good excuse.:)

Greeny, darling, you SO excel at haiku. Those are simply brilliant. Your stories and essays and poetry are literally BEGGING for a good publisher. One of these days, you're going to decide to go for it. Yess!!

Charles said...

If I had a job,
I'd not be late to get there,
to earn my money now.

Scary Monster said...

The morning sunshine
warmed and slowed my hectic soul
the timecard will wait.


Scary Monster said...

Beckoned back to bed
Time, waiting on corner
Morning passed with you.

Serena Joy said...

Spare and clean, Charles -- the way haiku should be constructed. Good job.:)

Scary, your haikus STOMP. Seriously, they are très elegant. Serena is most pleased, Grasshopper.:)

Queenie said...

My partner has seriously thought about calling in a medical team as my English tongue is making rude remarks, as I try and twist your Haiku's, but Japan is closer to you over the pond. How about a bit of a Shakespeare sonnet:

Sonnet 130 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun.

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
As any she belied with false compare.

Still twists the tongue don't you think??

Pink said...

Late train to Waterloo
northern line stopped in tunnel
an ad for Thailand above

Serena Joy said...

That certainly does twist the tongue, Queenie.:)

Pink! Your verse is sheer perfection. 'Tis truly a thing of beauty.

Corn Dog said...

Work. Who needs the mess?
Underpaid and overworked.
Snooze button again.

rain broken alarms
hungry dogs wrecked cars missed buses
Work can wait for these.

Serena Joy said...

Excellent job, Corn Dog! I really like those.:)

I've said it before and I'll say it again -- you guys are SO talented.

republican said...

great work loved it

smarmoofus said...

"He has a nasty habit of yanking the emergency brake up so far that I can't release it." My exboyfriend did that! No matter how much I complained, the next time I drove my car after he'd been behind the wheel, I had to use both hands to pull up slightly on the lever and push in the little release button to get it to go down. I would gladly do it again if we could work things out. No haiku from me. Sorry.

Serena Joy said...

Thank you, Republican and Smarmoofus.:)

Anonymous said...

love the haiku
hate parking brakes

Charles said...

He studders - Man acting like a construction worker.
Micihigan - Reaction to a poisoned drink.
submitt - very small hand protection
amamzing - joke about a woman's glands.
greatful - Stomach after Thanksgiving dinner.

Serena Joy said...

Good morning, TC. Thanks!:)

Charles, I love those definitions.:-)

Sling said...

Hit the snooze button.
Just nine more minutes won't hurt.
Crap!..I'm late again.

Serena Joy said...

Good one, Sling.:)