Wednesday, June 27, 2012

HAZY POETRY

The haze is back,
Just our luck,
Grey skies abound,
All you can see is the ground,
And nothing above a 12 foot rack!

The forest is on fire,
Definitely not burning with desire,
I'm not sure about the peat
But if you think about the heat
It burns the quagmire

A sorethroat has come knocking,
I wear a striped red stocking
Oh! There goes the wind
The sun saying hi from behind
Adieu! I'm going spelunking


The haze arrived some time ago (I can't remember when exactly), but I was thinking this morning about how the blurry skyline looks like there is a mist shrouded in mystery until it assaults your nose from all directions.

I wrote the 'poetry'  waaaay back in 2006. Some things are just there for rhyming purposes.

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  1. haha it's fun just to stick things in the make them rhyme, I do it all the time. Sucks with the haze too.

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    1. Oh yeah, I used to do it quite a bit a few years back. No idea why I stopped, though.

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  2. "Hazy poetry"
    Haha, I see what you did there!

    The first two lines of the second paragraph are simply genius. Good work!

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    1. What can I say, probably hazy skies contributr to other things being hazy too ;)
      And thanks.

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  3. So the poem is six years old? Not bad.

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    1. Ha ha... Yes, the haze is an annual thing, hence why the poem got written all those years ago.

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  4. I don't mind haze at all. I like fog/mist/haze/whatever you want to call it. I like the poem, it got vague and weird in places but that's how I like it.

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    1. It's pretty alright to look at. I seem to have a problem with the smell. Ha ha.. Yes, it's vague and weird at places to get it to rhyme... I remember that the red striped stockings had something to do with pippi longstockings.

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    1. Thanks... I had to look up bonza, though... Learned something new today.

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  6. a sore throat is knocking at my door too

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    1. Aw, hope it doesn't turn into something worse.

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  7. That sounds really depressing. At least that happened back then and not now.

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    1. Actually the haze was around since the last few weeks... seems like it's annual event!

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