Wednesday, September 01, 2004
Danger Haiku
I work (as I lined out below) in the Morale, Welfare and Recreation facility on an Army base in Iraq. The one on FOB Danger, to be exact.
On Tuesday nights, we have Poetry Night in the Sports Bar (non-alcoholic drinks only). We have a small group of soldiers that take their poetry very seriously.
I have never actively participated, but ....
I noticed no one ever brought in any haiku. So, I researched the form, and wrote a few. Tell me if I should take these to the next poetry night.
MWR Danger Haiku
Work Orders
Go, fill out request.
Submit again and again...
Work is never done.
Sodas
Coke, Doctor Pepper!
Only thirty-five cents or
three-for-a-dollar.
Port-A-Johns
No toilet paper.
Says Serviced by KBR
It's hot and smells bad
Work Orders II
Show up at building
Ignore the work request form --
Go break something else.
Hooch
Little bittey space
Never any privacy --
Home away from Home
Gatorade
Drink every day --
Many different flavors
They all taste the same
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All of those, except for the one about sodas, are born out of experiences here.
The soda one was my test to try out the form.
As you might guess from the haiku, part of my job as the assistant manager of one of the major facilities on post is to deal with the people that do repairs and maintenance.
I was having a particularly frustrating time with those guys when I wrote these.
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The soda one was my test to try out the form.
As you might guess from the haiku, part of my job as the assistant manager of one of the major facilities on post is to deal with the people that do repairs and maintenance.
I was having a particularly frustrating time with those guys when I wrote these.
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