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It's time for another haiku contest, dear and loyal readers! You so consistently impress us with your poetic prowess and wit, so we look forward to rewarding one of you with a pair of VIP passes to our very own MicroChella, The Treasure Island Music festival (the amazing lineup of which was just announced today). The festival promises to be a glorious and mellow time, and will feature headliners MGMT, Girl Talk, The Flaming Lips, The Decemberists, and new indie darlings Grizzly Bear.
In honor of all these great acts descending on the Bay Area at once, we're open for haiku submissions featuring YOUR CHOICE of TWO of the following words:
girl
talk
grizzly
bear
flaming
lips
walkmen
Beirut
Please write your haiku in the comments, and we encourage readers to REPLY with "thumbs up" or similar if they are especially impressed with a haiku. We at SFist will choose a winner tomorrow, July 14, at 4 p.m. and said winner will be informed by email.
Update: Contest closed. The winner is tateness
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Bob Mould is my favorite alternative rock bear.
Grizzlies know how to rock.
But I’m broke and talk is cheap.
Will take the 108 & listen to his set from outside.
That was horrible. I want to remove that submission and replace with this one. Thanks!
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Husker Du was my girl.
Copper Blue on my walkmen.
Over and Over again.
Bob Mould raves now
Why not Blowoff on Saturday?
Bears love that party.
This Girl talks alot.
Voice distracts me from music.
Beautiful voice, though
Girls wear their Walkmen
Young love blooms on fake island
Both are ironic
Girl, we need to talk.
Your friends say that I'm flaming
But that bear is hot.
thumbs up
I can't bear this noise
Hipsters talk among themselves
Ruining the show
Bears prowl The Eagle
The Grizzly Man died alone
Full of flaming fur
The flaming sun beats down past dusk
The music starts to play
Their lips part with desire
I sat down to write
A magnificent haiku
But found it quite hard.
All of my haikus
including "Flaming" and "bear"
Ended up dirty.
So instead I wrote
A haiku that cops out and
Uses the band's name:
Flaming Lips are from
My home state, Oklahoma.
Help me welcome them!
I wave 'cross the Bay,
move my lips as though to sing:
but Beirut won't hear
island's flaming sun
makes the girls sweat and the eight-
buck Heine taste sweet
My thumbs are up now.
The 8-buck beers are fine,
When tickets are free.
Music, sun and food
Delicious fans sprawl on grass
The grizzly licks his lips
The girl from Beirut
Talks with grizzly, flaming, lips.
Bear it men, walk-on!
listen to girl talk
watch girl lips move and make words
appreciate girl
one hot autumn day
though the crowds may be a bear
my lips will find yours
These grizzlies downtown
Flaming on rainbow people
I just want to dance
LET'S ROCK, PEOPLE!
eeek, I meant to say "WE just want to dance"... because it's a communal bay area effort, ya heard?
Flaming Bear Attack:
News story or next movie
for Debbie Gibson?
topless grizzly girl
hands out the little blue pills
for thirtysomethings
Get it correct girls
Haiku is five seven five
Embarrassing talk
Need to get outside
Else I will just play beirut
with big flaming bear
The crowd is grizzly
Beirut following the Lips
Waiting in the sun
party on stage with
your walkman and with girl talk
Flaming lips up next
On Treasure Island
grizzly pirates be quaffin'
rum and Beirut beer
flaming sun, red sky
music and water all 'round
joy, like dew on lips
A flaming grizzly bear is
One who likes Girl Talk
And sells Walkmen in Beirut
A flaming grizzly bear, see, is
One who likes Girl Talk
And sells Walkmen in Beirut
(i pulled my syllable-counting muscle this weekend...)
might want to head to a doctor because, from the looks of it, that muscle will require some serious invasive surgery.
TI for one day
Is better than GGP
No grizzly lips there
white folks bake en masse
'neath flaming hot autumn sun
sweaty balls, hot lips
Hipster lips on fire
Flaming beards erupt then drown
In docosanol
My man, I, Beirut;
We made out during "Nantes."
His grizzly beard hurt.
hearing bear grizzly
i eat a bag of pop rocks
my lips go fizzly
Bear me. You mean beer?
No, a grizzly bear, to dance.
I'm waiting sans pants.
Hah! Thumbs up.
Limited to two?
No mention of Passion Pit?
What's going on here?
He bears the girl talk
To open pink flaming lips
That burn like Beirut
This is brilliant. Thumbs up!
Thumbs up!
The way my heart starts
When her lips part is all that
I alone can bear
ipods=conformist!
walkmen= hip irony cred!
girls and boys take note!
He's scared of Girl Talk
Beirut are not Lebanese
Gimme ticky please?
I thought you'd mention
Wussy's absence from the bill
And curse the bookers
Thumbs up, or similar.
Outdoor aural isle
Pressing my lips to my girl
We? Rock long. Rock hard.
and how did you meet?
A graceful arc of beruit
lips move, no talking
No Glastonbury
Girls in flip flops not Wellies
Yet lips sing the same
Beware the sad bear
He talks of grizzly visions
But he is vegan
grizzly beard, deep voice.
yet he wears skinny girl jeans.
yep, it's ironic.
I've gone to Beirut
In search of a flaming bear.
Grizzly girl no more.
lineup is flaming
sounds like goldfish in my pants
party, my island
A flaming hot sun
October, Beirut’s horns sound.
So there will be tweed.
++
I can not bear it
A line-up so grizzly, yet
I still can’t bike there
++
Oh, Valencia!
Hipster girl, irony thick
Like her lip gloss, talks.
++
here, summer’s deferred,
A girl, flaming sun, a breeze.
the treasure is found
i see lips singing
flaming girls, talk to me now
want tickets to this
Beirut by the Bay,
Grizzly Bear. Hey one's a gay!
Liquefaction risk.
They met in Beirut
hidden needs and honest want
soft lips, tangled lies
The talk of a girl,
Though passed through tightly pressed lips,
Still leaves one flaming.
There is much talk now,
Of Beirut, Baghdad, etc.
The news needs new lips.
giiiiiiiiirl people came out
of the woodwork this contest!
talk spreads fast online.
East Bay flaming girl
Seeks walkmen, bear or hairless,
For trip to Beirut.
(androgyny runs deep here!)
Instead of standing
With arms crossed, listening content,
Talk to that girl.
Girl, You Know it’s True
Dancing with your Flaming Lips
Fake Island wont sink
soft girl lips make a
compelling argument to
listen to Beirut
All my GIRLfriends TALKed
About last year's kick ass show
Can't wait to see it
i wanna win tix
these swaggering hips i move
to the flaming lips
i toil o'er this poem
when girl talk would just sample
shakespeare... or kanye
p.s. i know haikus are all arty and shit, but how about a limerick contest one of these days?
thumbs up!
tender-hearted muse
lips pursed in desire, flaming
to hear melody
beautiful. THUMBS UP!
Chrysanthemum’s lips
Newly bloomed, flaming, swollen.
Blossomed girl has me.
Island of Hipsters
Dancing under a flaming sun
Samples girl will rock
Flaming rays of sun
melt all iPod's and walkmen
Long live live music
She was a shy girl.
Didn’t really like to talk;
Words did her no good.
The one exception?
With the music flaming forth,
Words flowed from her lips.
“The world,” she languished,
“is too much for me to bear
without my walkmen.”
thumbs up!
Girl, your pussy rocks!
Its grizzly lips arouse droves
Of flaming cockmen
Labia aflame,
Grizzly girls will talk of me
Lingus for free Tix!
bear with me, he says
the grizzlies are out tonight
they talk a good game
What it is, shorty?
Nuthin’, papi. How you be?
Grizzly fizzin’, girl
Grizzly faced boys that
play beer games like Beirut don’t
impress the ladies.
Girls would rather dance
with flaming dudes shaking hips.
Please less games, player.
Tepid blue waters
Surround the grizzly music
Lips dance in rhythm
I yearn for walkmen,
the lost art of the mixtape,
and music on my lips.
Your lips on someone
who was never good enough;
I can't bear you now.
The flaming sunset
lights up your hair as you dance,
a smile on your lips.
Thumbs up
haikus are quite strange.
they often don't make much sense.
talk bear, grizzly lips.
Don't talk about love --
I'm a girl who can't believe
without jinxing it.
My lips taste the sea
The island treasure is found
Dance to the walkmen
My girl's eyes alight
With joy, lips parted with glee
At sight of tickets.
true pirate party:
girl lips and flaming palm trees
on treasure island
Bear with me, sweet girl
spent all night playing beirut
let's talk while I puke
Heart pumps, kickdrum thumps
melody flaming so hot
blown, our minds have been
woops. that last one only had one of the words =( here's a re-do:
Heart pumps, kickdrum thumps
melody flaming so hot
don't talk, just feel it
Music fills the night
Girl lips sound along in joy
Treasure the dancing
Stupid lips won't move
I just want to talk to her
And get her digits
Is it unfair to submit three? So it goes.
Hunting Grizzly Bear
In Beirut, a rare sighting
Bear-root? No, close though.
Grizzly talk is wrong
Girl bear is even wronger
Learn your hipster names.
Walkmen in Beirut
Run the risk of being shot
Take the armored car
The last one FTW.
Stranded on island
Need a walkman and a girl
Kidding...I'm flaming
Just a girl who wants
To find a buried treasure
Hidden in your lips
drawn together girl and boy
music and glance wait
ponder event run away
Low light, Pabst day fog
Sexy glow, too shy to talk?
Wait, is that a girl?....
Stuck in Bridge traffic,
While girl puts beer to her lips,
Sun sinks into bay.
luscious grizzly lips
reflect moon glow, surrender
my island treasure
Whispered the crane wife
Stick out your tongue, pretty bear
I have Beirut sweets
(Thay thith with a listhp!)
Folks yowl at my lisp
When I squeak “Flaming Lips”
I cry to S Fist
But walking away
is no better than watching.
We talk: words flaming.
Fun stuff! Some of my favorites are 29, 45, 53 and 71.
Here's mine:
synth chords wail neon
sunset behind skyscrapers
grizzly and flaming
flaming shore beckons
such wonder is not for all
the bear walks away
Remember before
Sex and the City a girl
was able to talk tough
I talk to her first
Our eyes lock, our lips move in
Then I pass some gas.
black bear catching fish
flaming manitoba dawn
power animal
girl screams on the five
walkmen cannot drown her out
is her name latte?
On my walkman I hear girl talk play
Makes my feet move
Then I dance the night away
Bloodied girl shudders
Music drowns the grisly scene
Was a grizzly seen?
girl and her walkmen
i'll never forget her lips
flaming like the sun
Grizzly Earthquake Shake
Flaming Island Chaos Sucks
How do I get home?
Walkmen kills the girl
In Maximum Overdrive
How does that happen?
Mere talk with our lips
Our eyes dart, say so much more
There for all to see
mist creeps past twin peaks,
girls groove in island sunshine --
music on our lips.
今年のハイライト
トレジャーアイランドミュージックフェスティバルロックされます
ベイルートとグリズリーベアーと
OK J-poem
But syllable count is not
correct for haiku
Violent flaming sun
Reflected on your hot lips
Festival? Who cares!
Longing's mistress, I
Crawled 'cross Beirut chasing flames-
(your grizzly voice, lips)
Beirut gives reason
To stop the talk and listen
A gift to my ears
Treasure Island and
Folsom Street have flaming bears
But not the same kind
The Flaming Lips rock.
Beautiful, haunting music
by a crazy man.
A sun filled, fogged sky
Will turn delilahs flaming
When lips wide, seas move
I kissed a grizzly
Right on his carnivore lips
Gentle Ben my ass!
Tough City weekend:
Flaming artificial land
Bombs over Beirut
Lust and Lips Girls Bliss
Smell a score, no, he's a boar
long last there's music!
like this
Like this
sea to sea, can't see
tall walkmen please, walk! no talk
this my plight, short girl
Missed Connection girl
Kissing Craigslist Lips hookup
Unemployment ups
scratched by grizzly beard
lips greet in delicious kiss
tastes like summer sun
girl: hey dude, knock knock?
guy: ummm ok, like, who's there?
girl: grizzly bear!! RAARRRRRR!!!!!
hot heat and down beats
sweat salt, bear winter done melt
darkness girl, shake it
Song soothes hipster girl
Flaming rays dissolve her scorn
Sips ironic beer
Straight grizzly my boss
Yells from his lips, like Beirut
but I leave at five.
Island, treasure and girl
Talk, drink, love, wish, dream, travel
09 Music Fest
Fav pick.
Most comments ever?
Hipsters love free shit more than
Pabst in Dolo Park
Noice.
Walkmen, Walkwomen
Talkmen, Talkwomen; San Fran
Green Music Island
Coyne's ball rolls over
crowds watching the flaming bay
Girl Talk enraptures
oops, I meant:
Coyne's ball rolls over
crowds watching the scorching bay
Girl Talk enraptures
Now's your chance! Go talk
to the cute girl by the stage
before her ice cream melts.
Brave orange red dusk
Flaming blasted base treble
Clam. Talk soon follows…
Come here, talk to me!
This girl is just as nervous.
It's hot; bring a beer.
Trapped on an island
Talk is cheap so use your lips
To kiss me, or sing.
The girl approaches
talk of flaming walkmen lips
And I'm like, bitch please
The girls from Beirut-
talk about some grizzly lips
crotches look like bears
Jokes!
Talk about death traps -
Remember Angel Island,
Flaming late last fall?
escape to music
shelter from chaos, lips move
through flaming rhythm
Paint a grizzly scene
Should our Walkmen start to melt
Shameless Smiths reference.
Some fetishes I
understand but not this one: "Talk
grizzly to me." Roar?
Lips like a grizzly
Ears covered in her walkmen
That girl is poison
Girl: walk and bear it
Man: what of stop, prop, and talk?
Your lips are flamings.
Girl: walk and bear it
Man: what of stop, prop, and talk?
Your lips are flamming.
The sink is grizzly
I walk in from a movie
My bear still seething.
They call me a bear
My lips make grizzly sounds and
Cubs dig flaming hips