February 10, 2006
Brown V-day HaikusHolidays
I wanted to tell you about an cool V-day haiku contest that my friends over at Breakupgirl.net have put together (yes, there are prizes). Being me, I’m naturally informing you about it on IST, right up against the deadline. Submit your best valentines day efforts here, according to these rules:
The 411 on 5-7-5With this contest, we honor the noble Japanese poetic form — the demure yet powerful haiku — as the only literary vehicle with the suppleness to master the depths and breadths of woo and rue that blossom at this black/magic time of year. Turn your insights and/or outrage into subtle poly-syllabic philosophies that follow this timeless equation: 5 + 7 + 5 = 17. To demonstrate:
First, five syllables.
Then, seven in the middle.
See? That’s seventeen!Entries will be accepted until Saturday, February 11 at 12 midnight, and the winning haikus will be unfurled on February 14 for all to see. [Link]
Submit your entries to the contest and leave your submissions in the comments as well. I’m playing around with a few desi-themed ideas:
Her dal was tasty
Hungrily, I married her
It was all takeoutSpicy! Exotic!
Was this a personals ad,
or a Times story?
Not great, but I just came up with them now. You might find greater inspiration by looking at some of the past winners:
“It’s not you,” he said.
“Well, if it’s ‘not me,’” I said.
“Then dump someone else.”
I hope he’s happy.
Of course you realize that I’m
Being sarcastic.
Melodramatic!
It would be just like him to
Be writing haikus.
I guess I’m allowed
To see other people now.
But he sure isn’t. [Link]
ennis on February 10, 2006 03:54 PM in Holidays · T·r·a·c·k·b·a·c·k address · Direct link · Email post
Her pit
rouses passion.
O Avocado.
My very feeble attempt..ahem. And I still hate the holiday.
I burnt all of it
The cards like oily bhajias
hope rose with the smoke
Brown butts rock my world
Unfortunately, few are
worthy of temples
I'm quirkyalone,
she said. Huh? Why speed date then?
Hope springs eternal
dedicated to desidancer and ennis
one cheek goes "din na"
the other goes "o way o"
more than twice the fun.
I am a blogger
but she thinks I'm a loser
we may both be right
blah. my desperate attempt at 5pm on a friday ;).
i am a brownie
a biodata of me
will find me my match
I used to write meaningless haikus for fun, much to my co-workers' annoyance and occasional amusement. :-)
Here's one for V-Day:
V-Day don't matter;
Hallmark's not getting my coin.
I loves ya daily.
w00t Siddhartha and Ennis! I'm touched... er, spanked, er... oh dear.
Bleeding heart leftie
swooned for libertarian
with funny haiku :)
Chick pea! Garbanzo
of love! Too bad Atlanta
is so far away.
I dont understand :(
Why confused? Write a haiku, put it in the comments, and submit it to the contest that I liked to for your chance to win a prize. Simple, really.
I dont understand the 5-7-5 deal.
Everybody is flouting the 5-7-5 rule!
I'm a FOB only
Wanting love and life partner
Why you are laughing?
Kabhi Desi Kabhi Brown
(a sepiamentary,
lost in the comments)
Nice one techno..This one made me laugh out loud. So funny yaar!!
secret hummus lover:
i am at work, and now blushing... sigh. haha... ;)
It made me laugh and it made me cry. But mostly laugh. I love it!
Como estas? You
ask me? I'm a different kind of
brown. I said good Day!
lover of hummus
reveal thyself to the bean
make my heart patter
You're a doctor
I'm a malpractice lawyer
What hope have we two?
doctor and lawyer
combined make some harmony
with beautiful sounds
Came from the heart, my dears...thanks!
Sikh guy seeks sikh chick
Must not object to blogging
Late into the night
You say that now, but
will you still love me if I
win a large lawsuit?
lawsuits will never
keep the music from playing
have faith in the bean
"Dear John," she began,
unimaginatively.
"I was wrong. Come back."
Dave Sharma is HOTT
Sharpen your nails if you want
but post pix en masse
friday night is here!
time to look for love or lust
out in the real world
...have a good evening y'all.
have seen many things
thought waited collected done
Want to rest and share
Razib, why don't you
Post some haikus also or
or is this not your thing?
There's a besh good chance
That I might concede to heart
roshogollas too.
He said I was
incompatible; I said
Perfect - so are you!
Pativrata wife
slept in another man's house
Ram exiles Sita
vincent meet latha
they were there all the while
latha meet vincent.
The pierced, pretty punk,
A brown rebel with a cause...
She needs romance too.
"Tell me you love me."
"I will love you, forever."
After all. Do you still?
Unattainable,
my crush. A chance to be mine?
Extraordinairy.
(ok, really, have to stop making up poems...)
today on SM,
so many reasons to write...
yet nothing to say.
FYI: A call for the Elimination of Joke Haiku Production on the Internet.
Via the Mutineering Snarkmarket's Snarketeer Jeffrey.
But I think we can take this seriously--this is love after all.
When love sours, memory
reaches backwards to anchor
in sweeter waters.
Bitter reader's heart
melts to see comment-courting
of Lady Cicer.
Tapping out letters
to the pitch in the black--
Missing you--please ping.
Dolce desi art
wove salsa and wit into
homes for orphaned hearts.
Catwalk on Columbus,
No honey in the catcalls--
sting like cat scratches.
Northbeach tavern light,
Drown tales of loss in Shirley
Temple's sweet red fizz.
Barbary Coast walk,
Wild Parrots call, mate-to-mate
Can birds be sweethearts?
I gave out my heart
For a sweet gulab jamun
Now she thinks I'm fat
Wedding photo came
So very inauspicious
For I am smiling
I can't even watch
The TV without seeing
Red and pink and hearts
Many years ago
One valentine per classmate
And then you grow up
Is it so wrong to
Want someone who can see the
Beauty of your soul
You want to meet me?
I am surprised, elated.
Nervous. And ready.
Your call makes me jump
Your voice a forceful tenor
I gurgle in glee.
You are stoic, calm
Your eyes dark pools of stillness
Merging into night
We walk in and are
The cynosure of the room
It feels like we fit
Your aura subdues
My words bubble in silence
My heart in a cage.
I wait breathlessly
For a look that says you love me.
I have ever since.
aranyi...you're singin...erm, writing the words to my life!
my feeble attempt:
Knowing it was time
We murmured cheerful goodbyes
I left with false hope
Face wet with tears, snot
Is cleaned by dog's happy kiss.
Lick lick. Lick lick lick.
Dedicated to you, DD, in light of our cheeky conversations on another thread during the past week ;)
They speak of her tush
And her wild, naughty dancing;
Both are off the scale.
Walking behind her’s
A superb spectator sport;
But her heart’s good too.
Her marital state
Means the teasing’s in jest, but
That ass just won’t quit.
Badmaashi aside,
Have a spanktastic V-Day
From Jai to DD.
word up Manu!
VBSF,
if only our histories formed the subject of textbooks. Then my will might make mine an eternal love story yet! Yours fits mine too!
Mutineers!!!!! I MISS 55 FRIDAYS!!! BRING IT BACK!!!!!
Jai (re #46)
Aww shucks, the kind of booty that sonnets and poetry are written for! ;) Happy V-day (belated)
Hi DesiDancer,
I'm glad you liked it ! Just a light-hearted tribute to your
magnificent derriereall-round fabulousness ;)Jokes aside, you do seem to be a genuinely sweet-natured person (along with all the sass and intelligence, of course), so I do wish you all the best for tomorrow, and hope you have a fun day doing whatever it is you plan to do.
Take care ;)
manu's are the greatest haikus ever! EVER.
-saif