Friday, February 08, 2013

Haiku Friday: Texas


Today, let's haiku about Texas.

Here is mine:

Dry and hot, all that
But, guess what? I'm coming back.
Austin, March two eight.

Now, you go! 5 syllables/7/5...

[And re Austin: It's true. On March 28 at 7 pm, we'll be doing the trial of Jesus at First Baptist Church in Austin. Two days before that, we'll be in Boulder, Colorado, at St. John's Episcopal-- and that production will feature out own IPLawGuy!]

32 comments:

  1. Governor Goodhair,
    No need for guns on campus,
    Do you understand?

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  2. I love mnemonics:
    2-5-4 Texas counties,
    And area code!

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  3. Not been to Texas
    On the list of things to do
    Dallas or Austin?

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  4. Anonymous9:28 AM

    AShimmel, easy!
    Head ye to Austin, Texas
    Seven times more fun.

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  5. I never believed
    Vodka could come from Texas.
    Tito's set me straight.

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  6. Iron Fist,Velvet Glove9:59 AM

    Lena,Myrtle and
    Margaret,strongfancywise,
    Texas Bluebonnets.

    Poured sweet tea from old
    Brown pitchers with right hand,and
    Taught English with left.

    Men just fell in line
    And were grateful.The drawl drew
    Them close.Pecan pie.

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  7. Eagle Pass skin brown,
    He was wanted.But what he
    Wanted: children fed,taught.

    He took a job from
    Mr.Roger as hired man,
    Drove tractor,saved pay.

    Texas:conduit
    Its mole-colored river
    Road to dreams.

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  8. "You're from Iowa?"
    "Yah, actually from Des Moines?"
    "Near Boise, right?" Texas.

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  9. Born Amarillo
    Never going back again
    Crazy relatives

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  10. Nice GQ portrait with black angus and black sunglasses and garb,Professor. Could be a whole new career as male model!

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  12. Anonymous11:15 AM

    Con: Cucaracha
    No dog poop clean up. YUCKY.
    Mostly way too hot.

    Pro: big hearts abound
    in the great state of Texas.
    Unmatched friendliness.

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  14. Where did MY Texas
    go? Why is higher learning
    mocked and defunded?

    Where did MY Texas
    go? When did being progressive
    (like Molly) become bad?

    Where did MY Texas
    go? When did weapons in schools
    become a good thing?

    Where did MY Texas
    go? Who truly thinks Guv Big
    Hair is “statesmanlike”?

    Where did MY Texas
    go? Why is “Native Texan”
    no longer special?

    Janis, Stevie Ray.
    The Cowboys with Clint, Tex, Tom.
    Barbara. Molly, too.

    Hippie Hollow. Luv
    Ya Blue. TWO parties within
    a pink granite dome.

    March the Second, taught
    to schoolkids. Remember the
    Alamo! Ann, too.

    MY Texas is gone.
    Replaced by poseurs except
    for one Truth: Willie.

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  15. In a completely unrelated post, a friend passed this along:

    http://www.buzzfeed.com/summeranne/50-sure-signs-that-texas-is-actually-utopia?sub=2005324_864014

    I feel better now. Jill

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  16. Anonymous12:00 PM

    Field of bluebonnets
    And a blanket made of stars
    Times to remember.

    Oh, The Dixie Chicks
    Sang the words from my heart, soul
    It sounds good to me.

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  17. Melissa12:04 PM

    First trip: Fed him Kreuz.
    Kolaches ev'ry morning.
    He wants to go back.

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  18. Jill, love that list from Buzz Feed! Would you believe I've lived in Texas my entire 42 years and just got introduced to Topo Chico at Christmas? Oh, my! Perrier be damned!

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  19. Sheesh, Megan, even I found Topo Chico the first week I was in Texas! Just lucky, I guess...

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  20. Plains. Wetlands. Deserts.
    Hills. Horny toads. Stevie Ray.
    I long for Mountains.

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  21. Obnoxious Texans
    Smugly Clubby bout Lone Star
    .....wrong! You too can join.

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  22. I married a man
    Who grew up here. Well, no. I
    Married his accent.

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  23. Mustang's Former Sally3:19 PM

    That man,scrawny Tex,
    Played guitar like angel harp,
    Sang baritone tunes.

    Wide white hat cowboy'd
    Sandy strands of hair.What did
    He have? Lace gown off.

    He gave me the will
    To write songs.First,for him. I
    Blossomed desert air.

    I made him coffee.
    Chicory roast,sweet danish.
    His kiss I still taste.

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  24. Geoffrey Mustang Boy3:27 PM

    And you complain about me,Sally! Sally,methinks thou dost protest too much (that's Shakespeare,Girlie,in case you didn't recognize it).


    Yeah! You chased that cow-
    Boy like a lovesick filly...
    Just 'cause he could beller.

    Then he left you high
    And dry like Texas drought...
    And none too hot.Sheesh!

    Okay,maybe I
    Got cold,scaly feet,but I
    Still worship your mind.

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  25. Always the greatest
    State in the union. Just
    stay in a city

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  26. Lily of the Valley4:20 PM

    Ann Richards

    Lord yes,she was so
    Pretty!Gone now...Cancer ate
    Silver pouf,red lips.

    Democratic grave
    Holds her bones,yearning for one
    Last word. Name it,Gal!

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  27. Megan, glad you've been "baptized" - better late than never.

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  28. JoeLeen Billings4:44 PM

    Old Testament hair,
    Eyes in a crackpot,he gathered them
    And lit the flame.Whoosh.

    And what the g-men saw
    Was boys and girls and women
    And men and babies

    Go,Going,Gone smoke.
    Going up to God screaming
    Scarlet torches.But--

    What about him,Mama?
    Where did he go? Wacko Man
    Who thought him a god?

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  29. Been to Texas twice
    Houston hotter than Tampa
    during mid-August

    Dallas was real dull
    especially while holed up
    at a conference

    Perhaps a trip to
    Austin for South by Southwest
    or a swimming hole

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  30. Roadways, wild flowers
    forefront to the oil derricks
    Thank you Lady Bird

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  31. Jill--love that long poem.And Willie too. Excellent work.

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  32. Josie9:45 AM

    Uncle 'Vester's mob
    Came from Irving,dipped crackers
    In tabasco,mayo.

    Texas h'ors de oeuvres,see?
    Hay ride on truck bed,"Look,
    Daddy,Ah'm Surfin'!"

    They only came once,but
    We,Washingtonians,ne'er
    Forgot.Characters!"

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