Laqured lanes calling
for polished pearls, the sweetness
of rolling perfect.
(TIME: 2')
posted by Haiku Harry, The Kamikaze Contributor at 6:36 PM
Saturday, March 18, 2006
Laqured lanes calling
for polished pearls, the sweetness
of rolling perfect.
(TIME: 2')
Impromptu Haiku's mission is simple:
to wrecklessly create a loose and senseless
haiku in under three minutes for (semi) daily
publication. As the founding contributor, Haiku
Harry's infamous "Kamikaze Haiku Technique"
(KHT) leaves tradition, skill, and intelligence
sucking the rubber from his literary skidmarks,
as he races to complete each tiny masterpiece in
total disregard to his health, conventional forms,
and good sense or taste.
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