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Friday, August 27th, 2010
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- The only political or social cause you’ve ever been involved with was to legalize stronger beer. (@david_carter)
- You can’t stop wishing corruption didn’t kill City Stages. #didanybody’schecknotbounce? (@sandybirmingham)
- You’ve never used public transportation in Birmingham. (@bwdaly)
- You go to a “meat n’ three” because someone said that they have “good vegetables.” (@rebecca_morrow)
- Your panhandler rides a nicer bike than yours. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You think Surin is a really nice restaurant. (@Iva4Gov)
- You’re a judge with a law degree from an unaccredited law school. (@bwdaly)
- You can do an impression of Bill Bolen saying “Momma.” (@bwdaly)
- You are sitting around trying to think up clever sayings for #You’reSoBirminghamIf. (@filamentartists)
- You say “Vulcan” and not “The Vulcan.” (@CreekRat)
- You’ve never lived in a real city and don’t understand how bad things are here. (@bwdaly)
- You used to drink beer at Norm’s. (@CreekRat)
- You grew up 30+ miles out in the suburbs, but still claim the ‘ham as your “hometown.” (@feralparakeet)
- You know the truth of Birmingham retail: If you can’t park and see it, the shop is unlikely to survive. (@politicalparlor)
- You’ve ever wanted to get the clippers after James Spann’s hair to shave that little center part off. (@StaceyHood)
- You bought your 205 jersey at a yard sale or Goodwill. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You voted for Ruben, Bo and Taylor.
(@sandybirmingham)
- You constantly tell people how awesome Birmingham is, even though you know it’s a lie. (@david_carter)
- You don’t know how to get over the mountain without using 65 or 31/280. (@bwdaly)
- You can drive from downtown to the Inverness Target without getting on 280. (@piercingwit)
- Anyone you ever elected went to jail. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You discussed how sad you were when the Stallions and the Fire folded, but you never went to a game. (@MellowBHAM)
- You wish the Iron Bowl was moved back to Legion Field. (@Iva4Gov)
- You’ve always wanted copies of the Legion Field lions to guard your driveway. (@theCapNdavid)
- You’re one of the badasses from @BAAMfest who proved you don’t need the city government to put on a successful festival. (@bwdaly)
- You have to fly through a hub in Atlanta, Memphis, Houston, etc. to get to the West Coast. (@Iva4Gov)
- You judge the severity of severe weather by how James Spann is dressed. (Coat off, sleeves up: Better pay attention!) (@kristenmstewart)
- You went to an all-white or all-black school. (@bwdaly)
- Your only political trope is race. (@bwdaly)
- You’ve ever heard slot machines described as part of the civil rights movement. (@chris_depew)
- You prefer faith to knowledge. (@bwdaly)
- You’ve had a supermarket checkout person refuse to sell you beer at 11:53 a.m. on a Sunday. (@messyepicure)
- You remember going to Century Plaza! (@briancauble)
- Your megachurch has its own ZIP code. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You’ve dressed up as a former Jefferson County commissioner for Halloween. (@UrbanPat)
- You confess to friends that your parents were racists … “but I’m not!” (@collirp)
- You pick a lunch place solely based on its dancing sign guy. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You have a favorite Mike Royer hairpiece. (@joey__t)
- You kill the messenger. (@bwdaly)
- You believe “progress” requires the destruction of our history. (@tbdcreativeinc)
- You don’t valet. (@Iva4Gov)
- You’ve moved out of the city, but still keep whining about its leaders. (@seankelley)
- The compass on your iPhone points toward Vulcan. (@andyspain)
- You have hope and work for change despite the naysayers. (@bikeskirt)
- You are so paranoid about what outsiders think you can’t laugh at your own expense. (@chris_depew)
- You drink Grapico and Buffalo Rock. (@Iva4Gov)
- The new Bass Pro Shops store is a destination for you. (@aathu)
- You look forward to seeing what Mickey Ferguson is going to do on Halloween! (@Iva4Gov)
- Your life was enhanced by Cecil Whitmire. (@bwdaly)
- You do that ghetto “Electric Slide” to every damn song. (@yendisak)
- You know not to read the comments on AL.com. (@Owsley9)
- You go off-roading on unpaved city streets. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You know Marty and Ona really well. (@aathu)
- You whine that criticism is part of the problem. (@bwdaly)
- You can’t find the humor in the negatives. (@filamentartists)
- You use Dale’s Steak Seasoning. (@Iva4Gov)
- You have no idea of the pernicious effect of college football on Alabama’s public university system. (@bwdaly)
- You remember seeing Survivor @WrightCenterSU. (@WrightCenterSU)
- You’ve known or met at least two people that have worked for EBSCO. (@rebecca_morrow)
- You whine about metro traffic but would never dream of taking a bus. (@AR_Kirby)
- Your favorite sports team is at the college level or below. (@khcreative)
- You pop a woody every time a new chain store or chain restaurant opens. (@bwdaly)
- You helped elect Larry Langford mayor without a runoff. (@bwdaly)
- You grew up wanting to live in the big city and ended up in Birmingham. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You recognize something good must be afoot, if the naysayers come out play. (@Owsley9)
- You wish the Birmingham Barons played more games at Rickwood (and actually in Birmingham). (@politicalparlor)
- You’d drive downtown for hockey but not to Hoover for baseball. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You’re generous. Birmingham is ranked as the most charitable city in the United States! http://bit.ly/aEiJXW (@alabamapossible)
- You have the front of Vulcan as your view instead of the butt. (@motionmind)
- You confuse tourists needing directions and say, “Follow me …” (@aathu)
- You know the steam table at Fife’s. Yum. #ILoveBirmingham (@Jerry_Griffies)
- You remember when Dreamland only had ribs, white bread and sauce. (@StaceyHood)
- You’ve ever spent a week’s pay on a tailgate party. (@chris_depew)
- Your political campaign has distributed flyers calling your opponent an Uncle Tom. (@bwdaly)
- You give and understand directions that are nothing but numbers: 31, 280, 459, 150, 119 … (@KnowTea)
- You write a blog post for @aldotcom about this hashtag. http://ow.ly/2vmWd (@KristenHeptin)
- You’re addicted to Milo’s sweet tea. (@aathu)
- You are a struggling freelancer. (@filamentartists)
- You learn that you and the person you just met have seven mutual acquaintances. (@AR_Kirby)
- Your “minister” was part of Richard Scrushy’s Amen Mafia. (@bwdaly)
- You miss Ollie’s barbecue. (@DrNemoJr)
- You have no sense of irony. (@bwdaly)
- Everybody in your circle is banging one another. (@yendisak)
- You think Pam Huff has been on TV for too long. (@aathu)
- Your parking meter is actually a sawed-off pole. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You are sick and tired of hearing the word “potential.” (@filamentartists)
- Your sewer bill could pay for clean drinking water for three African villages. (@sandybirmingham)
- Most of your tweets are about shopping. (@bwdaly)
- Everyone you know — grannies, hippies and pastors included — is in at least one football pool. (@chris_depew)
- You don’t tell your customers who you pull for in the Iron Bowl because you don’t want them to hold this against you. (@APPRAISALSOURCE)
- You have a favorite BBQ joint, sports talk show, hot dog place, high-grav brew and wing shack. (@WadeOnTweets)
- You had a dream last night featuring Jim Skinner. (I did.) (@bwdaly)
- Your former mayor is a shopping addict. And is now in jail. (@cmhallua)
- You only spend money in the Lakeview District drinking. (@aathu)
- You buy sweet tea at the grocery store. (@juliesenter)
- You’ve ever felt sick when you heard someone say “the neighborhood changed” and realized what they meant. (@glennybrock)
- You call Pam Huff “Ham Puff.” (@bwdaly)
- You have more square feet of TV than linear feet of books. (@bwdaly)
- You aspire to live in Hoover. (@aathu)
- You jus’ got you one o’ nem “tweeter pages.” (@aathu)
- You ignore the fact that most of the city’s population is poor and struggling, while you just care about lunch/bars/events. (@david_carter)
The full list of #YoureSoBirminghamIf tweets from Aug. 26, 2010.
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Monday, June 21st, 2010
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- down the looking glass
More movies will use
3D as gimmick, but need
2D beforehand.
- rock star knitting
Electric needles
shred leather yarn into a
bitchin’ Afghan shawl.
- an hour here, an hour there
Folks may gripe about
springing forward, yet they fall
back on time-wasters.
- vast improvements
Big changes afoot.
Everything old must make way
for up and coming.
- march missteps
The tango of spring
and winter, as each fights to
lead across the land.
- beyond the edge of midnight
Prowl the city streets
looking for action, looking
for some distraction.
- ice and hardwood
Balls and pucks, dribbles
and dekes, madness arrives in
many forms this month.
- printemps, salut
With the arrival
of spring, the nose itches and
aches. Damn allergies.
- mother nature’s prerogative
Why not sunny and
warm, followed by snow and rain
and chills? Seasons change.
- one cure
Easier to fix
health care than the cancer of
partisan rancor.
- dirty dreams
The garden will be
lush with vegetation and
sweat from planting hands.
- plan for spring cleaning
Throw away every
thing. Done. Now the house is as
clean as it can be.
- internal barometer
Spring demands penance
through sneezes and sniffles. An
allergy humbles.
- strangers no more
Banishment of the
unfamiliarity
begins with hello.
- school spirits
Each sip enhances
and also suppresses new
alcohol knowledge.
- the south: a primer
Sweet tea, hey y’all, fried
foods, slow drawl, warm greetings, hot
summers, bless your heart.
- work station, early monday
The hallway remains
quiet, even as the drones
file in for the week.
- people are
People are funny,
warm, mean, cryptic, loving, true,
hateful, rude, human.
- cutting your losses
Some would rather hold
on to a losing hand than
fold and shuffle up.
- the unexpected
The end of a long
day brings not relaxation
but a renewed hope.
- the talkative introvert
The shy will speak, the
dead will rise, and blood will pour
from heaven’s earhole.
- an iPad for an iPad
Uploaded on the
holy e-tablet are the
1010 commandments.
- a rabbit’s tale
Eggs to hide, baskets
to deliver. A bunny’s
work is never done.
- egg-pocalypse
Each still-hidden egg,
a ticking time bomb rotting
in its hand-dyed shell.
- a coy season
Spring sometimes likes to
hide herself between winter
and summer, too cute.
- life is a game show
Questions get harder.
The prizes, bigger. No help
from the audience.
- that’s how rumors get ended
People will talk, but
then someone actually
listens. Game over.
- a day of tasks
Somehow, it always
gets done. Leftover items
seem to disappear.
- this modern life
Robot slave who takes
out the trash and feeds the dogs
and raps: Where are you?
- putting made easier
Virtual greens on
widescreens lie in wait for crowds
of upscale gawkers.
- on two wheels
The land zips by, but
with a tactile breath. Helmet
on, feet pedaling.
- stuffy
Pollen-encrusted
world keeps the nostrils clenched and
the oxygen scarce.
- the sweet tea brigade
Gallons of sugar
water soothe on hot days. And
then, the kidney stones.
- the ides of april
Beware, for the day
comes at a steep cost to tax
cheats and laggards, too.
- unqualified but unabated
The advice is free,
even if the adviser
is making it up.
- a night on the town
A quick wave, a long
conversation, a crushing
handshake, a deep nod.
- a slight sizzle
The tell-tale texture
of a perfectly prepared
lamb chop. A cook knows.
- circles
Your circle and my
circle intersect without
subtracting ourselves.
- craft on demand
Fast, good or cheap, pick
three. No, wait. Pick two. Or pick
one, cross your fingers.
- the puppy episode
A floppy-eared, four-
legged visitor heads your
way with slobber, barks.
- spare the earth, spoil the parasites
Nonstop assault on
Mother Earth: matricide or
just plain suicide?
- the end of days
The time comes in a
relationship when all that’s
left is small goodbyes.
- at first, i was afraid
I was petrified.
It took all the strength I had
not to fall apart.
- porch song
Gazing upon the
long stretch of highway, bare feet
tickled by the breeze.
- services out of town
The trunk is lightly
packed with belongings and grief.
Time to pay respects.
- sunset from the summit
Never felt so close
yet so far from God’s design
trapped in this ballroom.
- every place is bridgeport
Past the strip mall lies
the former Walmart and the
row of used car lots.
- parade of smarts
The brains took turns at
the mike to divulge what the
world will look like soon.
- crude retort
The sugar white sands
cannot escape the oily
wrath of poisoned tides.
- river rampage
Music City drowns
beneath stormy onslaught. The
river runs through it.
- unanswered questions
How did I get here?
What’s it all about? Is that
all there is? Why me?
- the happiest of wags
Space dog careens through
the den, sending poor earth cat
into a tizzy.
- a pint for courage
One more tug of beer,
a sip and a gulp. Ready
for trouble, as such.
- advice and insults, free today
You should look into
mutual funds, you slimy,
brainless, lame asshat.
- and then the room started spinning
Before the lights went
out, the faces closed in and
the sweat came pouring.
- the taco truck
The oven has holes
for the cooks to peek out from
while frying themselves.
- stunned but not stunned
Even at its worst,
there’s still room to be surprised
at a brand new low.
- losing the signal
At one point, loud and
clear. But since the storm, the line
crackles with static.
- sails unfurled
The dock but a speck,
the ocean swallows us as
we surge through the waves.
- if it weren’t for the last minute
Deadline is far off,
no need to panic. Except
when it sneaks up fast.
- the yardstick
Do we measure our
worth against the past, against
others or don’t count?
- tomato invitation
The vines stretch for more
room, expecting fruit to burst
forth any day now.
- insurgency
Rules are issued. They
rebel. Lines are drawn. They cross.
Top down. They fight back.
- social creatures
Hiding in a cave
is no match for venturing
out into the light.
- guessing game
Thoughts unspoken give
first clues to internal gaps
in the narrative.
- rib tickler
Meat really shouldn’t
fall off the bones. Otherwise,
you’re stuck with just bones.
- pooch parade
Down the lane, packs of
dogs march to the beat of a
thousand wagging tails.
- the joy of hex
Place a curse upon
the object of your disaf-
fection. Stir, stir, stir.
- rectangular input
Moving from screen to
screen, absorbing images
and words and content.
- sentimental, at times
The faded dusty
photo reveals a moment
of pure tenderness.
- doused in chlorine
Bobbing along in
the deep end, dodging divers
in cannonball mode.
- lessons in comic form
Don’t try to kick the
football. Don’t try too hard at
work. Dennis? Menace.
- after lost
Castaways stuck on
weird island. Only hope for
rescue is dying.
- the thin line between light and dark
The winds blow. The rains
fall. The line snaps. Thus ends our
civilization.
- mutually assured disaffection
The trust died when she
lost faith and he kept fighting
their reality.
- influence
The office nerd has
no say in the product launch
but knows good pizza.
- dark water
Hurry, gotta beat
the traffic to the beach, where
the oil awaits.
- t-shirts for me
I’m the realest bitch
you know. No-drama zone. Honk
if you love silence.
- steady on
The compass needle
spins with drunken lurches, but
the course remains true.
- posthumous honor
For those who died in
service, our feeble thank yous
must suffice for now.
- if goldfish voted
Not sure why they try
to sway your vote just 10 feet
from the polling place.
- balls and strikes
The pitch. Foul tip. The
pitch. Ball one. The pitch. Strike two.
The pitch. Out at first.
- dairy patrol
What equinox? The
real summer starts when the ice
cream truck jingles forth.
- waves of grains
Hundreds of miles from
the beach, still finding sand in
shoes and cars and bags.
- counting fireflies
Flashing blips poke the
darkness straining to get in
sync with each other.
- the flow of notes
The saxophonist
blares out riff after smooth riff,
shades on the whole time.
- there is only try
The odd thing about
second chances? They can help
remove all regrets.
- your guess is as bad as mine
How do we handle
conflict? Smoothly. How do we
keep going? Blind faith.
- polished to perception
The best manuscripts
artfully hide a series
of drafts and rewrites.
- hooky
Run free. Escape the
corporate dungeons for a life
richer in mischief.
- the modern ghost
The modern ghost haunts
not rundown shacks or scary
graveyards. He brings dread.
- a festival forgotten
The park once teemed with
teens and old folks in chairs till
the money ran out.
- about a radish
The oddball in the
salad bowl has something to
say, if only asked.
- patriotic cloth
The fabric of a
nation isn’t measured in
stitches but people.
- the longest days
Sweat forms the moment
grownups step out to check if
the lawn needs water.
- the shortest nights
Repeat location;
the crickets and fireflies
transmit them in code.
- a cloak of civility
Must the default be
attack and denigrate? Or
can we listen, too?
- house call
The patient is in
her pajamas, with an un-
prescribed ice cream float.
- american voodoo
If it happened, we
didn’t do it. If we did
it, pure accident.
- the corners in life
The corners are cloaked,
with a fist or a tiger
or a dream in wait.
- dueling virtuosos
Violin and flute
aren’t foes, but bad notes sound out
a different tune.
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Friday, March 12th, 2010
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- santa has severe type 2 diabetes
Seriously, what
did you expect from such a
diet of cookies?
- parade of cubicles
The stapler does not
suffer from boredom. It moves
often cube to cube.
- a gentle drift
Eventually,
the cold gave way to flurries
descending darkly.
- the tradition
Round up the fans to
watch the game, drink beer, yell at
the refs, root root root.
- a pancake kind of morning
The house needs warmth. It’s
a pancake kind of morning.
Heat up the syrup.
- you better watch out
Santa has turned on
spyware and night vision to
decide naughty, nice.
- predictions for the next decade
Flying cars, yoga
weddings, telepathic phones,
wars without borders.
- a campaign without end
The race starts anew.
Someone will someday lead this
town, but not this year.
- sent from above
A squirrel has the
run of the attic, keeping
humans up at night.
- adventures at the online mall
Hard to flirt with the
virtual checkout girl when
cart’s filled with doilies.
- no wonder
Piling on the years
slowly drains the wonder from
a once bright outlook.
- post-modern sleigh ride
Solar-powered sleigh
comes with DVD player,
espresso machine.
- crimson pride
In tough times, a band
of football crazies pins their
hopes on Bama’s boys.
- a different kind of fun
It’s a different kind
of fun when the light goes on
and teaching connects.
- fight on
No one knows your pain
but you. And still, you soldier
on because you must.
- that was the decade that was
War on Terror, Web
2.0, reality
TV, red/blue states.
- trickles and pours
Drips and deluges,
showers and sprinkles, water
torture never ends.
- shopping in the closet
Zip disks, notebooks, pens,
souvenir cups, CDs, a
melted candy cane.
- creature feature
The day you forget
makeup is the day you see
friends at the movies.
- the case for steroids
Man was meant to hit
lots of home runs and bench press
700 pounds.
- short days, long days
Winter arrives on
time, with the shortest days filled
with the longest lists.
- the airing of grievances
Mon ami, what a
disappointment you’ve been. And
how dreadful your frown.
- the good in all
If for one day the
world’s people can become good,
let it never end.
- repeat the sounding joy
The Lord is come! Let
Earth receive her king. And hea-
ven and nature sing.
- christmas was here
Pine needles, stray bow,
wrapping shards, gift receipts, tubs
of leftovers, peace.
- roar in the back yard
Metal monster sends
leaves flying into messy
piles with much thunder.
- tomorrow always dies
The promise of a
new 24 hours wears
thin in just a day.
- the busiest street in town
The busiest street
in town sees a car or two,
maybe a lost dog.
- till the very end
The fireworks and
black-eyed peas can’t wait for the
calendar to change.
- a bad breakup
I looked upon the
passing year and decade with
a hint of contempt.
- and now your moment of ’10
Once bit10, 10der
caress brings a sweet 10sion
never forgot10.
- blades of gory
The rink seems even
bumpier when hugged at high
speed along the ice.
- oh, frostbite
Bitter cold punches
warm-blooded Southerners right
below Bible Belt.
- flaky threats
They are coming, and
nothing you do can stop the
cruel snowy stampede.
- i wish it were colder
Today, I wish it
were colder. I can still feel
my fourth toe and neck.
- supermarket sweep
Blizzard forecast sends
shoppers on rampage for the
essentials: bread, milk.
- game prep
Pace nervously, make
comfort food, wear team colors,
find a way to win.
- writ her name in crimson flame
Fight on, men! Remem-
ber the Rose Bowl, we’ll win then.
Dixie’s football pride.
- the cupcake factory
The little people
frost their little cakes on a
little wooden bench.
- the case of the missing afternoon
It is enough to
share the couch and watch TV
mysteries for warmth.
- but it’s a dry cold
Shivers and shakes, ice
and chills. Winter has gone South
for the, um, winter.
- after carson, before armageddon
The Late Night Wars of
’10 began with Leno bomb
planted in prime time.
- t-shirts unlimited
Each event, group, run,
slogan has been captured with
another T-shirt.
- promise unfulfilled
The people will be
burned only so many times
until they give up hope.
- help haiti
Now is the time for
the world to lend a hand to
our Haitian neighbors.
- return of the bug
Even after flu
vaccine, cootie shot, body
succumbs to sickness.
- habits
Let’s do the same thing
a thousand times because it
takes little effort.
- a matter of service
Do not expect good
service until you give good
service unprompted.
- rebooting birmingham again
The reset button
is faded and worn, having
been used quite a bit.
- stains of history
Swiftly the currents
of events rush by, little
understood for now.
- the 39th parallel
Cross this border to
see beyond the mists of youth.
Gaze into more life.
- a dare-to-be-great situation
Buy, sell or process?
As long as you get paid a
princely, tidy sum.
- no punching at the dinner table
As satisfying
as it could be, please refrain
from feast fisticuffs.
- a reporter’s secret
He never goes home,
never stops calling, writes and
rewrites with gusto.
- the road to success
The road to success
looks nothing like a highway.
Yet the path is worn.
- a rush ahead to the blood
Smell that? It’s the scent
of a good story waiting
to be told to all.
- oh, stop
“Did you hear about
Fred?” “Fred rules!” “What’s this I hear
about Fred?” “Get him!”
- stronger than she looks
I can tell her just
about anything. She won’t
buckle or break down.
- negotiations
Not so much about
the plans. Just about the way
we woo each other.
- anywhere there’s cake
Spongy rich inside
with a healthy heaping of
frosting. Milk? Gravy.
- the vapors
Time to bring back the
vapors, fainting spells and the
phrase, “I do declare.”
- fate accompli
We are headed to
the cliff, unable to veer
away or slow down.
- before there was cake
Powdered sugar leaves
a tell-tale trail along the
kitchen countertop.
- under the blue tarp
The bones rot away
with each pissy rain cloud, hurt
by frail shingled skin.
- keep digging that grave
Ignorance becomes
quicksand. Stubbornness becomes
policy. No hope.
- the rehearsal
It’s somewhat like a
real performance, minus the
eyes and time limit.
- made with real hummingbirds
Every last crumb must
be digested, lest the bak-
er be offended.
- who dat?
Who dat? Who dat? Who
dat say dey gonna write dis
verse? Who dat? Who dat?
- notepads and netbooks
The students scribble
rapidly on paper and
pixels. Learn later.
- infinite wandering
Imagination
is a wonderful thing, till
you need to focus.
- cookies for breakfast
Taboo treats at the
breakfast table not as nice
as the company.
- mostly covered
Mild winter on pause
as celestial dandruff
smothers the Deep South.
- the olympics of me
Easy gold medal
for me in spilling food on
shirt, typos, napping.
- no tricks
Infant child can’t talk,
crawl, play trumpet, make dinner,
write essays, not drool.
- cupid’s lament
Even with many
arrows on target, mortals
desire comfort.
- a civilization of bureaucracy
Mayans built temples.
Egyptians built pyramids.
We stack paperwork.
- the winter equation in dixie
Mostly mild, with a
chance of snow and ice, and some
occasional warmth.
- insecurity risk
The gray light of the
kitchen reinforces a
sense of aloneness.
- resolutions on, resolutions off
The gyms, deserted.
The credit cards, maxed way out.
Resolved, not hardly.
- in the planning stages
Clean out the closet,
plan for vacation, smoke less,
world domination.
- olympic dreams: brush with glory
The disk sails down the
rink, aimed with bristled intent
at icy bull’s eye.
- olympic dreams: cavalcade on ice
Hicks, clowns and native
characters strap on skates to
wow judges and fans.
- olympic dreams: ski, shoot, ski
With rifles at the
ready, skiers charge across
snowy countryside.
- olympic dreams: good and bumpy
Mogul minefield stands
between agile skiers and
medals podium.
- olympic dreams: i got my half-pipe
Baggy gymnasts of
the snowboards twist round and round,
hanging in mid-air.
- olympic dreams: blue borders
Exposed veins pulse with
energy from the mountain
as ants slide between.
- olympic dreams: down the frozen colon
The track has a rep.
The athletes have a mission:
Steer straight, fast and true.
- olympic dreams: pucks unlimited
Faceoff. Deke, shot, block.
Icing, pass … fight! Penalty.
Shot, shot, score! Horn! Roar!
- olympic dreams: vancouver mush
A host city with
too much warmth can’t keep much snow
on the mighty slopes.
- at the holi table
To enjoy the feast,
you must prove your faith and wear
a colorful face.
- a question of worth
The lone monk used an
abacus to calculate
his worth before God.
- almost a blizzard
When it snows three times
in a season in the South.
invest in long johns.
- peace be unto you
Conflict breeds options.
Fight back. Tuck tail. Induce guilt.
Give in. Or just talk.
- the sin of defiance
Be not sorry, proud
jester, for your eternal
reward is coming.
- step step glide
They dance before a
half-empty room, half-dressed, full
of joie de vivre.
- heavier than previously thought
The gold statue, an
indicator not of true
merit, but good hype.
- minimum flow
The couch can only
go so many ways in a
room before it cries.
- the run
Dawn comes, and out the
door. Legs begin to churn back
and forth down the street.
- adventure is out there
Beyond the confines
of daily routine is a
world of grand mischief.
- need-to-know basis
Lifelong learning starts
with observing, then thorough
questioning. Truth comes.
- under foot
Culinary plans
can falter when four-legged
friend strolls through kitchen.
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Wednesday, December 2nd, 2009
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- notes from voltaire
Life is a shipwreck,
but we must not forget to
sing in the lifeboats.
- relative insignificance
A man can feel small
next to a saint, who feels small
next to a belief.
- pick a direction
Turn left, then right and
head for daylight. Soon, you will
see an opening.
- the liberal lion sleeps tonight
Teddy Kennedy
gave life to public service
so we don’t have to.
- smiling and wagging
Pet me, says the hound
on the patio. And we
oblige the canine.
- traffic snarl
Clogged lanes move inch by
inch in never-ending race
between points A, B.
- the days are getting shorter
Impatient autumn,
wait your turn. The unruly
summer needs more time.
- football season: can you hear the roar?
Can you hear the roar
coming from across the quad?
It’s time for kickoff.
- football season: dear coach
Please take us to the
national championship
(or else, you’re fired).
- football season: all bets are on
What’s the line on the
game? Not that I want to bet
or call my bookie.
- football season: painted chest dudes
Noble collegians
preen with school spirit on their
fermented torsos.
- football season: hey ref
Do you know why you
suck? I shall tell you why. You
suck because you suck.
- football season: sideline hazard
When approached by the
mascot, make no eye contact
and don’t shake its hand.
- football season: yell, then yell some more
The raging crowd roars
its lusty approval as
the team marches in.
- the naming of a decade
The aughts? The naughts? The
zeros? The oh-ohs? Decade
ends in just four months.
- working world
Overproductive,
underpaid, stressed out, under
deadline, over it.
- at the drive-in
I declared my love
over shakes and a burger,
hold the mushiness.
- 09-09-09
Dogs for dogging, hands
for clapping. Birds for birding,
and fish for fishing.
- hip to be unemployed
Meet you at the bar
for networking after some
time at coffee shop.
- inconsolable souls
Did we really just
leave 9/11 victims
without true justice?
- art in review
How can so many
artists spend so much time and
yet produce such crap?
- impromptu sing-along
We don’t start and end
each others’ sentences. We
belt out made-up tunes.
- the unhappiest place on earth
What Walmart offers
(besides low prices): show of
human misery.
- courtesy of the love bandit
A mysterious
note appears: “Meet me in the
bedroom, without pants.”
- kindness
Look back, and see all
who treated you with kindness
when you weren’t looking.
- fizz
The glass bubbles in
anticipation. Lips to
devour the drops.
- d-i-v-o-r-c-e
A parting of the
ways, man the lifeboats, let one
man put asunder.
- wash away your sins
The clouds formed the new
sky, a torrential dome of
unending downpour.
- the chosen ones
Get gussied up, preen
for the cameras, hear them pick
other, cry inside.
- the fog
Where is the coffee?
Why is the alarm blaring?
Morning comes too soon.
- wake up
Wake up, world. Don’t you
know there’s injustice and sin?
(Like there’s always been.)
- last edition
The presses rolled one
last time, and the very last
newspaperman left.
- poisoned from within
The municipal
halls were choked with false leaders
lining their pockets.
- saw it in a movie once
This dude swooped in and
knocked out the villain, then made
out with, like, three chicks.
- stale popcorn
The rattling of the
tough popped kernels goes well with
the warm flat soda.
- restless audience
They waited in line,
they waited in seats. Start the
movie already!
- march of the chairs
The rolling chairs sped
down the hallway, while folding
chairs ambled along.
- beyond sleepy
Eyelids remain at
attention, desperately
in need of at ease.
- weather that demands specific tops
Air with a bite, light
with a waxing crispness, and
sweaters without holes.
- this play is just for us
If we sit very
still, the performance will keep
us gripped in drama.
- things you learn
How to tie your shoes,
bake a pie, drive a car, kiss
properly, feel good.
- trapped on a shuttle bus
The route takes us no-
where, yet it’s where we belong,
looking out windows.
- yard warfare
The yard next door has
an abundance of leaves, which
makes this yard pristine.
- mask of uncertainty
Halloween costume
rejects: Jacko, birther, swine
flu, Larry Langford.
- the unblogged life
The unblogged life is
not worth tweeting, Socrates
said via Facebook.
- in the grip of fall
Art festivals, cool
air, an abundance of dead
leaves and Christmas sales.
- nature by night
Silhouettes of trees
form towering dancers. Dusk
settles in for now.
- a little bit behind
Later turns into
next week, which becomes sometime
eventually.
- the palace gourds
A pumpkin for each
table, a dancer for each
stage. Cue the frolic.
- cutting smile
Eyes of triangles,
crooked nose, and a toothy
sad grin carved by hand.
- all it takes
All it takes is a
look from you, a thoughtful gaze,
a playful hug … (swoon).
- the obvious punchline
Where is the dislike
button? That’s what she said. I’m-
ma let you finish.
- bundle of nerves
Stomach a’quiver.
Unable to sit or stand
still. Peace of mind gone.
- an empty closet
Hangers dangle on
the rod, in a sad closet
without her effects.
- the unfinished haiku
The grand poet took
up his quill with a flourish
but came up short
- that was the whole of her sermon
Only connect the
prose and the passion, and both
will be exalted.
- the bells have stopped ringing
The standing army
of one-armed bandits take cash
as muted beggars.
- introvert’s delight
Learning to reach out,
then finding a dark hole to
climb in and recharge.
- last on the tarmac
Luggage comes spilling
out from the steel belly, glad
to be home at last.
- timed travel
Two hours forward,
90-minute delay. Flight
breaks late barrier.
- fiction-finding mission
Among the bogs and
swamps, intrepid children looked
for minotaur eggs.
- feats of moderate human strength
When it comes to doors —
elevator, revolving —
he has leverage.
- fortunes on the field
All eyes from the stands
and from living rooms were glued
to the final play.
- pick up the pieces
Love endures, despite
aches and despair and baggage
and fear and hardship.
- city in two
City of progress
or site of urban decay.
A mayor on trial.
- deck the haunted halls
Any decor plans
beyond orange/black scheme, fake webs
and witches and ghosts?
- political thievery
A crook stole more than
just the county’s wealth. He stole
our trust and goodwill.
- the horizon within reach
A new day, a new
chance to clear out old tactics
and lift Birmingham.
- birmingham renewed: baby steps
Who we are as a
city comes not from who leads
but who does the work.
- birmingham renewed: exorcising ghosts
Are we haunted? Must
we fear those who would corrupt
this town for their gain?
- country song 2009
She done defriended
me on Facebook and tweeted
me for the last time.
- all souls’ day
They came for a stay,
to check on those not ready
yet for their last trip.
- daylight savings redux
Would it be OK
to get an extra hour
of sleep, clock keepers?
- what do you want to hear?
I’ll tell you what you
want to hear. But only if
you listen closely.
- birmingham renewed: the reins
The reins are tattered,
yet still tethered to horses,
strong but unguided.
- birmingham renewed: let’s undo something
The mistrust, the lies,
the hopelessness, the rancor,
the path to nowhere.
- birmingham renewed: smash cynicism
Begone, cynics and
sycophants. Let us begin
with true dialogue.
- birmingham renewed: vulcan says
The god of the forge
leapt from the mountaintop to
keep watch from up close.
- birmingham renewed: what we have
Good people, good food,
stubbornness, sense of humor
and stories galore.
- gobbler holocaust
Somewhere, in the pens,
struts a turkey who’ll be my
Thanksgiving repast.
- forgotten wars
We sometimes forget
those conflicts that kept us free,
and those who fought them.
- the old-timers
The old-timers sit
and chuckle in their booths each
and every morning.
- think bigger
Do not dwell on what
has been done, what has “worked,” but
go forth with gumption.
- the saddest pup in the world
Don’t think you can con
me out of dinner bites. I
see your tail wagging.
- among the ruins
Among the ruins
of the decaying forest
lurked the rogue possum.
- fulfillment
Fulfillment is warm,
clean laundry, walking along
with the one, deep breaths.
- brisk
The wind whips up, as
if to show who’s in charge while
autumn takes its hold.
- let out a woo hoo
Let out a “Woo hoo!”
when something goes right, when you
feel like making noise.
- vampire weekend
They live off blood and
apparently fervored teen
girl adulation.
- wish list for mayor
Good ideas, some
common sense, vision, fiscal
stewardship and charm.
- home stretched
Moments of silence
deafen the fields of high school
teams out of playoffs.
- slowly the leaves turn
Too much water, not
enough water, and the leaves
go pale without fail.
- visions of cranberries
The table is set.
Soon, Tom Turkey will bring feasts
to all good children.
- you may say
I’m a dreamer. I’m
not the only one. I hope
someday you’ll join us.
- the view from the shore
From rude beginnings,
a prosperous, kind, violent
nation came to be.
- the iron bowl in 17 syllables
Tradition, empty
malls, rivalry, crimson white,
orange blue, braggin’ rights.
- just a little more effort
Some more writing here,
some more cleaning all around.
Who needs any sleep?
- unable to escape its melody
Over and over
the piano sounds out the
notes heard just by me.
- chat away
Type your sentiments
on a tiny window in
a phosphorous screen.
- so much good stuff
Don’t be surprised by
so much good stuff. Be alert:
Catch it in advance.
- make the season bright
Head down the street to
reward neighbors with an off-
key Christmas carol.
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Saturday, August 22nd, 2009
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- welcome to the neighborhood
It is the hour
when children devour, lawns
are cut, and we walk.
- motivated to stall
The deadline looms, yet
the work pile remains. Maybe
motivation soon.
- anywhere a classroom
Wherever a thirst
for knowledge, a font appears
to quench with wisdom.
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Wednesday, May 13th, 2009
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- a flaw in weather technology
Who ever heard of
meteorological
seasonal rodent?
- 140 characters at a time
I joined Twitter at
long last, but now I won’t have
time to surf Friendster.
- a little too frosty
When you can see your
breath with your eyes closed, it’s way
too cold to exhale.
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Sunday, February 1st, 2009
- the eerie quiet
After the crater,
an unspoken wake begins,
to pay our respects.
- uncool beans
Sitting in Starbucks
makes me smell like burnt coffee
long after I leave.
- ponderings on mid-life
It was then his life
had spun out of control, a
hopeless wreck of dreams.
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Friday, October 24th, 2008
- yin and yang
Much is given, much
is asked. Somewhere, the harvest
matches the hungry.
- pastoral inhabitants
Farm roll call: goats, cats,
peacock, chickens, puppies, cows,
llamas, pigs and worms.
- composed at a keyboard
Can we break grip of
technology’s distractions?
Are we not machines?
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Friday, August 8th, 2008
Torch Relay
1. Stops to light a lot of smokes along U.S. 31.
2. And to roast a pig.
3. Chased by dogs, nearly extinguished by fire hoses.
4. Flame changes to green if no traffic fatalities occur.
5. Due to severe drought conditions, torch transported by hearse surrounded by trooper cars most of the time.
6. As per contract, torchbearers must smile while using sponsor’s product, Cialis With Lime.
7. Fire bad. But free publicity good.
8. Charles Barkley runs it into Legion Field, tripping over his mouth a couple of times.
9. And lighting the cauldron, it’s the 1980 Birmingham Bulls squad!
10. And parking the cars, it’s the 1980 Birmingham Bulls squad.
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Tuesday, July 15th, 2008
- litter rally
Rubbish! Unkempt room
surrenders to posse of
garbage bags. Rubbish!
- firefly serenity
They blink across the
deep blue darkness, heralding
winter’s departure.
- pollen on hard times
The yellow coats are
coming. The yellow coats are
coming. No escape.
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Friday, April 4th, 2008
- have holly jolly kwanzaa
The shops are abuzz
with bargain hunts and a few
unhappy returns.
- bargain has-bin
Crazy deep discounts
drive shoppers wild with armfuls
of clearance goodies.
- empty gaze
Vacant stares greet my
eyes from all points, including
my own reflection.
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Tuesday, December 25th, 2007
- keeping hope alive
When will the next great
leader step forward and drag
us into the light?
- diplomatic tide
Citizens of the
world find their way to the hills
of Alabama.
- are you smarter than a mayoral candidate?
Forum sheds little
light on dark reality
of city’s problems.
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Monday, September 17th, 2007
- techno chronic
Simplest of gadgets
baffles smartest of humans.
Time to reboot life.
- stage 6 (2007)
Vault isn’t a real
event, just a sponsor of
Dance Depot dwelling.
Take the floor as two.
Swing your partner round and round.
So much fun you sweat.
- stage 5 (2007)
Festival for kids?
But they’re small and can’t afford
Publix shopping. Yet.
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Wednesday, June 6th, 2007
- galactic top
Each twinkle in sky
orbits other twinkles in
cosmic whirligig.
- whoa whoa whoa
I’ve often wondered
about horses. But not in
a sexual way.
- twenty-eight days later
Short month still leaves too
much undone. Need petition
for new, longer day.
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Sunday, February 25th, 2007
- could be verse
Real poems have lines
like “somber remembrance” and
“enchanted embrace.”
- breaking point
Ultimate test of
customer service: Can you
give me change for 10?
- overheard while shoplifting
If you think that’s bad,
wait until you hear about
my other gallstone.
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