So, what do you do for fun? Bake? Ice skate? Collect knick-knacks? Stare into space? Whatever it is that floats your boat in your off hours (or that you wish floated your boat), then now's your chance to expound upon it in a literary manner comprising the ol' 5-7-5 syllable structure of the way we haiku 'round these here parts.
Señor Karl was the lucky winner of our last competition, hosted by the lovely Fleurdeleo, but since he's having a busy spell with work and Master Basho's Ghost seems to have taken Troll with him back in time (we miss you, dude), I have agreed to host this week's challenge.
Karl, however, is offering one hell of a bang-up prize.
So come on, lil' podners, take your fingers off your triggers, place them on your keyboards, and post your best shot in this here comment box. If you're also posting at your place with images, let us know, too. You have until midnight EST on Monday to do so and Karl and I will confer via email on Tuesday and declare the winner.
Alrighty, then, Party People. The Rapture obviously passed us by, so now you have NO EXCUSE NOT TO HAIKU.
Hit us with your best shot . . .
QUESTIONS:
Aunty: Do we write only one haiku? Do visuals count?
Moi: Aw, heck; if anyone is so inclined (Fishy :o) ), let's make it multiple haiku this week. Visuals, while always appreciated and fun, don't have bearing on the judging.
Fleurdeleo:
Moi: Nope, doesn't have to be your hobby. If you want to make fun of your neighbor's propensity for skeet shooting, have at it.
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MATERIAL GIRL
In my spare time I'm
appreciative. You make.
I wear, hang, and sniff.
MATERIAL GIRL
In my spare time I'm
appreciative. You make.
I wear, hang, and sniff.
