Office Haiku..

When I first saw Haiku,
I thought you meant Sudoku,
Now I feel stupid.



You guys make me laugh,
And that my friends is no joke,
Thank you for this flow.
 
Voices can't be heard,
If the mic's up with the birds;
aim on every word.

May the sandman come,
and spray your bed with diamonds;
so you wake up rich.

Haiku hard to do,
sharing part message and art;
interwoven through.

SadMax was skillful,
scripting production fauxpas;
He kept me laughing.

In clear skies I stare,
gaze upon stars with wonder;
why here and not there?

Passing thirty-six,
maturing like wine, or cheese?
Some of both 'aint bad.
 
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All your hard work and
slavish devotion so nice
Screen credit? no way

Most qualified and
skillful you are, but alas
producer has son

Last in line for lunch
sitting hours in folding chairs
extras' lives are tough

New set for pilot
the art department laughing
you wanted it when?

SFX works fast
nervous actor looks at squibs
are you sure it's safe?

PAs scurry in
frantic rain of packages
last Fed Ex today

Trailer rocks and heaves
it turns out leading actor
has food allergies

Clipboard lies forlorn
extras wander like lost sheep
where's the third A.D.?

The editor knows
doing it the same way twice
not fun for actors

Budgets getting tight
only principals can eat
sucks to be a grip

Did we say you had
three stages? we're sure you can
fit the sets on two
 
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where is our star man?
we are ready to shoot
cocaine he uses

Director changes
script to give lines to extra
he is screwing now

UPM spends all
money given to him and
yet we not eat well

AC brings his own
expendables to set but
why is air twice price?
 
Life's a newspaper
Endless coffee and donuts
Teamsters have it good

Day-for-night looks like
mushy dark blue nothingness
We'll fix it in post

Turn up stage heaters
Actors prowl in loose bathrobes
Time for the nude scene

The operator
twiddles and yanks his levers
Technocrane is stuck

Locations finds the
perfect spot but oh horror
it's too far away

You grasp Eisenstein
now fetch my double latte
little film school grad
 
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This thread marches on
It shows no sign of stopping
Do not break the flow

If Horse or Terry wed
The spirits will flow freely
I hear cow bells

PK gives helmets
He saves the world with such ease
I feel like a sap

Barry Green is smart
but wheelchairs still not safe
Who wants White Castle

Hudson likes to ban
He plays tennis like a pro
When is the mud run
 
HVX spars with
EX1, endless blather
just shoot already

Letus has sharpness
issues says Naylor - look at
res charts until blind

accumulate tools
argue about what is best
never shoot movie

neighbors pissed, grip truck
blocks driveway, grips are loud, scary
police will soon come

filming on street, day
exterior - things go well.
do we have permit?
 
Hope you all like this,
Though I do have little faith,
because I suck, see:

Poetry I say,
Never did me right at all,
Told ya, I do suck.

This causes me pain,
Rhyming is so hard for me,
Also in Spanish.

I hope you don't think,
That I am all Hispanic,
My name here is old.

And hope you don't hate,
This horrible topic here,
I prefer screen plays.
 
Okay yes I'll try.
Not my bag I must admit.
Got some free time though.
-
Too much beer, yes sir.
My posts are kind of sucking.
Maybe tomorrow.
-
That's all, no big deal.
Tomorrows a bigger day.
Hope all's well, see ya.

//lol, judging from my post, maybe using proper english, doing this would be more of a challenge.

//Oh,
I just reinstalled
because of windows update.
What fun, thanks a lot.
 
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Some excellent posts,
Laughing too hard makes me cry,
You guys have much wit!


Red too expensive?
Go get an adapter mate,
Now write cracking Script!
 
System crashed, unsaved
anguished desperate screaming
your project is lost

Freelance carpenters
untrained use of power tools
call the set medic

Crew stands at loose ends
white roses, I wanted red
star sulks in trailer

DP, director
work out blocking way too late
we're losing our light

Crew parking full up
munching locust horde descends
star brought his posse

My hair turning gray
time slows to crawl, production
meeting never ends

Actor turns and asks
'what's my motivation here'
f*ck me, if I know

Grip parks in my space
he knows not, vengeance is mine
let air from his tires
 
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