Haiku Friday: It’s time for your presidential poetry
I’m sorry, but the news has been too grim this week. We have had local crimes and national scandals, the Dow keeps setting new records for how low and how fast it can drop. So, frankly, I’m not in the mood on this late Thursday and Friday to stomach a serious Talk of the Day.
So, my friends, if I can’t count on you to chip in here, I’m going to be very, very disappointed!
We haven’t had a Haiku Friday for months. Let’s do it now.
The topic: The presidential campaign.
Remember the rules: Nothing dirty, and stick to the five-seven-five syllable meter.
Here’s my entry.
To some, a hero
Palin’s presence; but some say
Their campaign is fey


Kurt is the director of social media for the Post-Dispatch, where he has worked since August 2002. He's been a journalist since 1982, covering municipal government, courts, education and two hurricanes as a reporter before becoming an editor.
There once was an old man named John.
For the White House he wanted to run.
He lost track of Osama,
And couldn’t beat Obama,
Now John’s days of capaigning are done.
(Limericks are more fun)