Big Red Robot: rockin' the haiku

Found this in my notebook and then remembered writing it on my walk home from the train:

Snow melts on my nose
As soon as it makes contact;
Like time-displaced rain.

10.31.2008

Haiku Friday: the Cleve

Everybody smokes
In this Midwestern city.
A slow suicide.

8.15.2008

Wrote a bunch of haiku on the train this morning:

Basement lights are on
In the middle of the day.
What goes on down there?

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Guy with the DiscMan,
There's this great new invention;
It's called an iPod.

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Oh, hey! George Lucas,
Let me take over Star Wars.
You've lost it, homeboy.

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You know when I say
"It's on like Donkey Kong"
That it is so on.

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And finally, an Olympic-themed haiku:

Michael Phelps won like
One million gold medals, but
His ears are still big.

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As usual, your haiku creations are more than welcome in the comments section.

6.20.2008

Haiku Friday's Here/This Week's Haiku Comes From Ben/He's My Cousin, Dude

Good morning and happy Haiku Friday (which I almost spelled "Firday", which is either the Norse god of horticulture or a holiday devoted to everybody's favorite conifer). Today's haiku is courtesy of my cousin, Ben, and helps to illustrate why his blog is so infrequently updated (Has it really been since March? Wow.):

Physics test today.
Work, school, work, school, back to work.
My head is asplode.

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Beautiful. Get yours in for next week and vote for the the title/theme of July's BRR Monthly Mix. DO IT!

5.30.2008

Haiku Friday

Who let the dogs out?
That is what I want to know.
Can you please tell me?

Submitted by: Ryan Adams
AKA: the Castlerocker

5.23.2008

It's Haiku Friday / Let's See What We Have Today / Oh! It's Shon Feller!

Today's haiku comes from Shon Feller, who is seven feet tall and likes that Disney movie with the talking llama. Don't ask him to rap the theme to Elmo's World because he will never ever stop and it's just embarrassing for everyone involved:

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What is a haiku?
It sounds like Japanese food.
Seaweed, rice, and words.

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Lovely stuff, Feller. Well-played. See people? See what Shon did there? That's what I'm talking about. Why can't you be more like Shon?

Anyway, so that's the first week of Haiku Friday. Getcher haiku hats on and get crack-a-lacking. 5-7-5! 5-7-5-!!! I want some good stuff next week!

5.22.2008

Time Like A Rubber Band / Stretches Infinitely Until / Finally It Snaps

Dude. This has been the longest day ever in the history of my life. Anybody else?

Also, the title to this post is in haiku if you count "rubber" as one syllable. Which I do. Also also, it was entirely unintentional. I went back in and broke up the stanzas after the fact. I like haiku. Haiku rules! Five-seven-five, baby!

In fact, in honor of this unintentional haiku, I am, in my infinite power as King Of the Internets In My Own Mind (which is a much harder job than you would think and really just utterly thankless), declaring tomorrow, Friday, May 23rd, and every stinking Friday after that "Haiku Friday." There will be much celebrating.

So leave a haiku as a comment and I will publish them as a post tomorrow when we will also look at a movie trailer and decide if it's going to suck or not (speaking of which, has anybody seen Indy yet? I'm waiting until I'm in Vegas to see it so I can see it with my brothers, but I welcome any spoiler-free thoughts on it. I know Chris Haley saw it and liked it, but he likes Speed Racer and Geoff Johns, so his taste = suspect. I kid, I kid.). Anyway, I'm going home. Peace in the Middle East, home fries.