this I must confess
left letter at wrong address
became a big mess
Postal Service Horn Haiku
Categories:
postal service, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
At the Depot
As the snow flies, on a cold and grey December dawn
to waiting homes no mails are borne
from the depot.
Phil Bloggs, a mailman, scans the news
but his screwed up tabloid gives him the blues
saying 'To compromise both sides refuse,'
at the depot.
Hark! Foxes, stray cats, rats, critters all.
though humans languish, have a ball
in the depot.
On letters, parcels and Christmas boxes
little mice play, as do foxes.
Such a sight you never saw.
as stray dogs chew and rodents gnaw
in the depot.
What fleshpots in sealed parcels beckon
hungry vermin, who can reckon
in the depot?
What meaty dish, what luscious pie
teeters in a box stacked high?
No robber cries 'stand and deliver'
though many freeze and many shiver.
Phil Bloggs turns to another page
and what he reads puts him in rage
in the depot.
For guns and rockets billions go through
but for impoverished nurses barely a sou
in the ghetto.
Categories:
postal service, animal, christmas, conflict, discrimination,
Form: Lyric
We are the deliverers of the United States mail.
Even when there is rain, snow, sleet, and hail,
in our daily services, we will not fail.
We deliver letters and packages to where you work and live.
Nothing but good service is what we have to give.
inspired by another member's poem
Categories:
postal service, work,
Form: Light Verse
Our postal system
Mostly sucks
And we should let it die
It losing money
Consequently
The cost of mail’s too high
Mailing a package
Is a pain
You’ll have to stand in line
Five windows are there
Four are bare
During the peak business time
E-mail came along
Letters mailed
No need to buy a stamp
The postal income
Took a drop
Too late now to revamp
Let private business
Run the show
Expect efficiency
Competition will
Then produce
Needed proficiency
Categories:
postal service, slam,
Form: Rhyme
(This is a fictional poem)
Last week I received a letter that said I won a million dollar sweepstake.
I got so mad that I started to shake.
I know that the postal service can be slow.
But this letter was mailed to me twenty years ago.
I went to the post office to complain about this.
But believe it or not, they said it was good service.
They said that because of the postal service's inefficiency, I was lucky to get the
letter at all.
That pissed me off so I kicked the postmaster in the balls.
But that turned out to be a federal offense.
I was arrested and now I'm facing a lengthy prison sentence.
Now I will rot in jail.
All because of the inefficiency of the mail.
Categories:
postal service, angst, anniversary, loss, me,
Form: I do not know?