Saturday poetry/haiku/limerick thread (w/poll!)

I'll start.

3 Haiku for you, reposted from last night's thread:

I post on DKos
The Man asks me what I know
I want to cry now

The leaves are turning
Golf trips to Scotland are bad
We are being watched

It is raining here
Rain has been pouring all day
When it rains, it pours

But wait! There's more!!!

Last night I posted a Public Service Announcement diary that I decided to delete before certain elements read it. The night owls here last night figured out what I was trying to say w/o actually saying, and we all had fun with it.

I'm going to repost my cryptic, Scooter-esque letter here, only I've changed it to iambic pentameter.

I've been here for a year now it is true.
Cheers and Jeers I post from me to you.
So many wrongs have happened in our land,
but positive changes can be near at hand.
We have the power to help bring justice near,
more power than we realize while we're here.
Because we're known quite widely through the 'net,
by Red Staters, Powerlines, and others we have met.
But they are not the only ones you see,
who like to know more about what they read.
It's almost time for another Halloween,
but not yet time to fear for more years three.
We all have hope that Irish luck is upon us,
as the leaves and colors change around to warn us.
The Irish have luck, and yet what do the Scots?
Naysayers? No! But Texas whorehouses--lots!

Okay, I had to change some things to get it to fit into iambic pentameter, but the same message is still there.

Now for more of an explanation, in limerick form:

There once was a girl on DKos
Who talked quite a bit to those
Who thought she could help
But she let out a yelp
It's scary when they use their nose!

So there. You must sleuth to find out the truth.

•  any questions?

  Yes, a fun night had by one and all.

  by rioduran on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 09:51:00 AM PDT

  •  Enjoyed the sleuthing yesterday

    I would recommend being a bit careful with your posting.  Either the guys visiting you are (our) friends, in which case you might have made their future sleuthing a bit more difficult... tipping off certain elements about where they are sniffing; OR, they are not (our) friends, in which case, it's probably wise not to piss them off.

    Otherwise, looking forward to interesting news come all Hallows eve....

    by egoldstein on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 09:57:48 AM PDT

    •  true

      Either way I don't want to piss them off. I'm going to remove the links and hints later on, if this diary isn't too popular and I decide to keep it, or else I'll delete the diary altogether like I did the one last night.
      The point was that I didn't have anything to offer and I don't believe my friend does, either. I was mistaken, but he didn't realize that and thought I could help make a love connection, just by something I said w/o having all the facts.
      Anyway, I hope the exterminator succumbs to the pesticide fumes.

      by rioduran on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 10:09:09 AM PDT

  •  Yeah

    "Sometimes I give myself the creeps/Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me/It all keeps adding up/I think I'm cracking up/Am I just paranoid?/Or am I just stoned"

    "Paranoia strikes deep/Into your life it will creep"

    From the 60's and the 90's
    Dark images in the mirror
    Tricks are not treats
    When the man is near...

    (I guess there's a dark side to ubiquitous communication technology...)

    by marksb on Tue Oct 11, 2005 at 10:50:29 PM PDT

    •  you missed the story

      when it had the links in it

      It might've made more sense at that time. Or not. And what I'm talking about is not paranoia, at least not for me. It probably causes paranoia for those who know what happened to me, though.
      :)

      by rioduran on Wed Oct 12, 2005 at 07:09:41 AM PDT

      •  Not really meaning paranoia

        Oh your diary made sense all right.
        We had a saying in the bad-old 60's:
        Just because you're paranoid it doesn't mean they're not out to get you.
        I marched and sang and organized...and had straight guys with narrow ties taking my picture. 'Course in those pre-database days, that didn't stop my top secret clearance when I was fixing cryto gear a couple of years latter...but...the point is I get you loud and clear.
        Ain't this fun?
        

        by marksb on Wed Oct 12, 2005 at 08:10:23 AM PDT

•  autumn haiku

  
  scooter. razor flash, glimpsed
  through quaking aspens. love, threat.
  see, miller's daughter.

  by howth of murph on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 10:56:22 AM PDT

  •  good one

    Where's Dood when you need some topical limericks? I'm much better at Haiku than limericks. Got any limericks for me?
    :)
    

    by rioduran on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 11:20:16 AM PDT

•  My attempt

  grand jury in fall
  witnesses quake like aspens
  they turn in clusters

  (as in "turn state's evidence")

  by Blue the Wild Dog on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 11:26:28 AM PDT

  •  ooh, I likey

    Shoulda had you help me write my cryptic note.

    by rioduran on Sat Oct 08, 2005 at 11:32:50 AM PDT