Friday, June 03, 2016

 

Haiku Friday: Texas


I just got back from a trip to Texas (visiting prisons), and as usual it left an impression. Everyone has a thought about that state, so let's blog about that this week! Here, I will go first:

Baylor, like Texas
Its tragedies are epic
Water/Fire/Power.

Now it is your turn! Just use the 5/7/5 syllable recipe, and have some fun!




Comments:
Barbecue and beer
That's a quality supper
Under the lone star.
 
Love-hate Texas, my
home. Wish more kindness prevailed
in the Lone Star State.

 
Wide open spaces
Are still the real deal Texas
Not found in Dallas.
 
Two years in Texas
make me love it and hate it.
So much to love, though.
 
Texas: Blue cities
Surrounded by vast red swathes
A state in conflict.

Is Texas South? West?
Progressive? Or regressive?
Is it Brown? White? Black?

Is bigger better?
Is celebrating your past
Really just racism?

A state of contrast
It doesn't know what it is
And that's dangerous

The Lone Star State needs
Less pride and more compassion
Less brag, more caring

And it starts with me.
This Texan bleeds for his state
What it still can be
-- Bob
 
"Can't live in Texas
unless you gotta lotta
soul." God bless Texas.
 
Mamie's legacy
Bluebonnets line the highway
T.E.X.A.S.
 
At John Armstrong School
Highland Park, Texas, I learned
State flower, song, bird

In third and fourth grade.
The Battles of Alamo
and San Jacinto

Texas history,
not United States or World.
Fire to my small heart

Not the Mockingbird
Or the Bluebonnets or song
But this one teacher

Who saw in us each
Gifts we could not see ourselves
Who we longed to be.
 
Uncle 'Vester came
From Arvin and made "Come back
Dip" from Mayo,ketchup

And Tabasco and
Served it with saltines.Everything
In Texas he said was

The biggest in the world,
Which apparently didn't
Apply to him.His

Daughter rode the flat-
Bed truck like a surfboard."Looka
Here,Daddy," she said,

"Ah'm surfin' " We hoped
For treacherous curves...and she
Had 'em. It proved to

Be a weird summer.
Trying to explain farming
To city slickers.
 
I've held a grudge since
Sixty-three...she in her pill-
Hat and blood-stained suit

Never tried too hard
To removed stereotypical spectacles
Air conditioners

Running overtime
Cheerleaders and bullets from
Watchtowers.Oil rigs.

Even God plays football.
Still there was that time in Austin
Air soft as butter. Steel

Guitars stimulated
A rockin backbone. Ambrosial
Beer like a glacier.
 
I have many friends.
But I've only known one since
eighth grade, Dave Baxley.

David made his home
state fun. Vacation on lake
in the heart of Texas.
 
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