Welcome, Party People, to another installment of Haiku Monday. I hope you're playing along this week and have come up with an homage or two to the theme, which is LEMON.
Me, I'm like Bubba Gump when it comes to this fruit. I love anything that tastes, smells, looks like, and/or otherwise utilizes the ingredient of lemon, including but not limited to: lemon icebox pie, lemon custard, lemonade, lemon chicken, gremolata, 7-Up, Fresca, and any perfume, cologne, or eau de toilette with a lemony accord, the ne plus ultra of which is Dior's Eau Savage, a scent I'd bathe in if I had the financial means. (Any of you currently trying to woo a member of the opposite sex might try dousing yourself with a little of this stuff, it's just that gorgeous.)
So I'm looking forward to reading what you crazy kids come up with—on Tuesday, because I've decided to blind judge this contest just like Czar did his. Which means, in order to be considered for the win and prize, you'll at the very least need to post your haiku here in this post's comment section. Miz Chickory has been kind enough to volunteer to copy and paste all entries and email them to me tomorrow evening after the contest closes (9pm PST) or first thing Tuesday morning. At that point, I will choose the winning haiku, announce it sometime on Tuesday, and bestow upon the lucky ducky author a copy of Clyde Casey's cookbook, Red or Green: New Mexico Cuisine.
So get crackin'. From this point forward, I WON'T be around to visit your blogs nor will I check in with mine, but feel free to post your haiku(s) with images at your own blogs as well, so your fellow participants can come by and ooh and ah at your literary genius and Google Imaging Search skills.
Ciao for now!
So get crackin'. From this point forward, I WON'T be around to visit your blogs nor will I check in with mine, but feel free to post your haiku(s) with images at your own blogs as well, so your fellow participants can come by and ooh and ah at your literary genius and Google Imaging Search skills.
Ciao for now!
21 comments:
yeah, it's beautiful
but that automobile is
bad yellow citrus
Not for judging, as it's not an original concept:
God grants you lemons:
Drink deep frustration’s nectar,
Or find a new god?
Lemons like Ligers
are big bold hybrids with bite.
What IS Natural?
Pluck, squeeze, shake, Yo Chill!
When it's ready, it's ready.
I ran out of beer.
Zellwegger had me
wincing with that face. Hello?!
Don't eat whole lemons!
In Costa Rica,
Yanquis taken by surprise.
Asked, “Lemons?” Got limes.
Useful meta-fors:
Acid star of 30 Rock.
Auto sputters, sits.
A delightful fruit,
From which its pulp nor juices
Must emerge: Think zest.
Citrus infusions
chemicals never replace
the taste of nature
bwahaahh to K9
scrunched up little nose,
wide startled eyes, puckered mouth ..
thppt! lemon arcs far ..
Companions:
Within the silence
lies a smoothly fork'd rhythm;
pie to mouth, pie to
Youth:
Poolside Summer teens
streaking our hair with lemons
we smell'd like sun pies
Aesops Table:
Grill'd octopus on
lemon coriander dressed
mesclun bedded bliss
Never tried a haiku but her's a couple of goes...
As lemon scents go...
Dior's "Eau Savage" is fine...
For attracting same sex too!
Judge me, judge me not
I can be as sour as lemon
bitter to the end
Awesome entries by all so far. Too bad I remain haiku-less - that cookbook sounds terrific!
I have two this week!
Yellow like the sun
Sour, tart, tangy, bitter so
For ade, add sugar
Restaurant water
Always floats a slice of it
I prefer a lime
Joy of Lemon Desiring:
My very tongue doth
yet yearn for but one more sweet,
acidic kiss'd tart
Italian café
Outdoors dinner divine ends
with Lemoncellos
Fragrant like napalm,
tween bombshell's heady weapon
of Love's Fresh Lemon.
killer fleurde Leo! you just hit my tweenhood spot on
I told you Fleur would be tough. Hers and Fishy's by the poolside are great. Moi got some good stuff waiting for her.
Liquor may be quicker
But on a hot summer's day
A Shandy sure is dandy
Edsel or Gremlin
and 6.0 Power Stroke Diesel
Ought to be a law
You're packing your kit
And preparing to survive
Now don't forget scurvy
Look on the corner
Entrepreneurs get started
Lemonade 50 cents
John and Mary
In The Dairy
John pulls out his hairy lemons.
The Edge won my heart,
schoolgirl crush never faded.
Sings, she wore lemon.
I thought of the u2 song but thought ibetter not... But thats my girl
Thanks, K9!
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