Is a Haiku like a KIss?
I was searching through some old files at home yesterday. Among the curious things I found was a folder marked "HAIKU". The folder contains a cache of haiku that I wrote many years ago. Wow, what fun to discover things from your past that you've completely forgotten! I didn't even remember that the earlier me was all that interested in the haiku.
The folder contains haiku that I apparently wrote to share on an online forum and then printed out for storage at home. It's strange that I don't remember this at all! I don't see the name of that old forum on any of my print-outs. The haiku I found predate the rise of modern social media -- there are still some popular forums around today, but back then, they were the main game on the Net for discussions.
In one exchange on the forum, a person who called herself "Cadence" asked me, "Do you find writing haiku restricting?" I answered:
"I avoided haiku at first because I thought they would be restricting. But now I find them liberating. They are like a blast of adrenaline. It's as if you want to make an impression on a girl, you don't get to date or talk to her, you only get to kiss her one time. And from that one kiss, she is going to decide if she likes you. That's what a haiku is!"
Wow, I like that description! I don't remember writing those sentences, but they sound like my earlier self. I had to make things bigger than life -- everything was an adventure or a contest or a challenge or a quest. Therefore, writing a haiku was not just an intellectual or creative undertaking -- each haiku represented my one chance to win the girl! Haha! I admit I like this way of thinking a lot!
So I wonder if my earlier self ever won the girl with his haiku? I will let you be the judge!
Here are three haiku from that old file -- because of the kiss analogy, I will start with a haiku about kisses:
Each woman I kiss
Is possessed by the sweet ghost
Of my lost true love.
Following up on the kiss theme, here's a haiku from the old folder that references "red lips":
Springtime in your eyes,
Summertime in your red lips,
Winter in your words.
Ouch! Maybe I was having relationship issues back then!
Well, just to show that my earlier self was not all seriousness and tragedy, here's something totally different:
Who dressed you today?
Weird shirt, bad pants, greasy hair;
Like a lounge lizard!
Haha! There I am!
OK, you've read the haiku. Did I win the girl's affection or did she react like the girl in the anime sketch above?
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