OK, Grasshopper, this contest is easy! Or is it?
Write a haiku about motorcycles. Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry that consists of just three lines – the first line has 5 syllables, the second line has 7 syllables and the third line has 5 syllables. For example…
See the shiny chrome
So much elbow grease wasted
I should be riding.
Whoever writes the most creative haiku about motorcycles will win a grab bag of motorcycle books, including 101 Road Tales by Clement Salvadori, Stayin’ Safe by Larry Grodsky, Everything You Need to Know About Street Bikes by Bill Stermer and more, 10 titles in all worth $235!
The contest runs through midnight Pacific time, Friday, December 16, 2011. Post your haiku in the comments section below, or on the Rider Magazine Facebook page: www.facebook.com/RiderMagazine. Please avoid profanity, insults or anything else that’s offensive or will result in bad karma.
Good luck!
Two wheels move the soul
Twisties curve through the mountain
Freedom is fleeting
It should be
I see the sun rise
The wind blows over my windscreen
My soul breathes again
12 below today
Gold Wing parked in friend’s garage
Man, I miss summer!
Keep rubber on tar, be wary of every car, avoid the Pearly Gates, Heaven can wait
Remember, a haiku has three lines, the 1st with 5 syllables, the 2nd with 7 syllables and the 3rd with 5 syllables.
Freedom of the Road
A Life of Motorcycling
Is Spent Behind Bars
Safety wire pulled tight
Titanium symphony
Metallic heaven
Wind, smells, light & sky
The sense of freedom & joy
Yes, today I ride!
Two wheels on the road
And miles of highway ahead
Life is beyond good!
Pull choke,turn the key
The green button brings it life.
The smell of heaven.
Triumph Bonnie revs,
Open throttle, leaning hard,
Curves transform to lines.
Sun sets and I ride
Headlights paint nature by command
Vampire riders rule night
So cold, gale force winds
Preparing my bike indoors
We will be out there soon!
Form follows function.
Become one with the landscape
others only “see”
Thrown down in the dirt
Kawi Five Hundred two stroke
I’m too old for this
Beezer 441
Cost me only eighty bucks
Long lost high school love
Ocean and desert
Mountains and twisty roads
Ride in California
Camping and riding
Pressing on until sunset
I’ll eat well tonight
-and-
Flowing engine and pipes
Shining chrome and supple leather
Norton love just flows
I blew the Norton one. 6 syllabes in the first line.
Right thigh gripping tank,
Leaning left, footpeg grinds,
Freedom feels so good.
Snow sleet blankets all
bike hibernates I am ill
Parked Motorcycle Syndrome
sun sets and I ride
lights paint nature by command
Vampire riders rule
C. Salvadori
Stayin’ Safe by Larry G.
Bill Stermer knows bikes
The sun warms my face
God’s breath flows over my windscreen
My soul lives again
Card says medicare
My V4 revibilates
My heart is still young
Card says Medicare
My V4 defibrillates
Heart is young again
Gray hair on my head
Fast times on the black pavement
Big smiles on my face
Terry Hammond Rode Long Miles
But Always Returned To Moonshine
Now He’s in Heaven