Haiku Diving Rules (an excercise in the creative expression of diving knowledge)

[grassyknoll]

Why is it Haiku,
sounds much like Yoda speaking.
Killing me you are.

 

[ClayJar]

Diver, Yoda was
Doubles he would always dive
So much gas he used
​

 

[grassyknoll]

If Yoda did dive,
doubled ponies they would be,
Maybe thirties or forties.

 

[ClayJar]

Deep in Dagobah
Yoda's doubled 130s
Hide him from Vader
​

 

[grassyknoll]

This talk of Yoda,
pathetic we seem to be,
No woman will touch.

 

[ClayJar]

Seven mil is great
It's still cold when you get out
I love my drysuit
​

 

[ClayJar]

Poet, Yoda was
Formulaic, too much he's
Fired him, Jedi did
​

 

[ClayJar]

Odd ideas in
Random conglomerations?
Surface interval!
​

Far be it from me to cry "Sonnet!"
Displaying a bee in my bonnet
To ask such of you
And not carry it through
Suffice to say, I got right on it​

For sure this is not just another wreck
It is not shallow near the thermocline
Deep water dark with sunshine not a speck
Requires fortitude and quite clear mind
Again down lines to lands of anchors dropped
A diver with his doubles backplate goes
How much he spent when for his gear he shopped
The world, his wife, nor his accountant knows
His decompression stages were a must
Their hanging bottles strewn throughout the deep
His special tables never will he bust
Lest on ascent he find "forever sleep"
The dive is technical, that is for sure
And yet for some it holds such great allure

 

[spectrum]

Task load not too much
Because stress is not safe fun
Let your buddy help​

 

[TSandM]

A scuba sonnet! I think ClayJar has won this game . . .