The moment I announced on Twitter that I too would be hosting a haiku-competion, the ku’s came rolling in and they kept coming as I spent the weekend sick in bed. Now that I look back, I realize that without the ego-boost of a constant stream of me-themed haiku’s I might not have made it through.
To keep a clear head and not let it grow out of hand, I got some help weighing in on entries. The winning ‘ku came from Billy Vaugh, whose poetically valid question manages to be both freaky and philosophical, yet also funny:
@billyvau:
is it weird to say / that if your songs were people / i’d host an orgy?
Thanks to all who entered – as you may already know, you are of course all winners to me. Here are some honorable mentions of runners up that made it particularly difficult to choose a winner (as you will notice I resisted the urge to be a strict judge when it came to the rules of haiku):
@brainshy:
often in autumn / he comes to minnesota / slim norwegian man
@disarming:
Sondre, work your charms / Rescue me from AutoTune / Love, the radio.
@MollyFaraday:
I sure will try but/ There’s no way to Say It All/ In five seven five.
@puciwuci:
Six in the morning / Sondre Lerche I’m listening / A must is dancing.
@disarming:
CV: pop genius / dreamboat, Peace Prize nominee / Spider-Man hopeful
@tspsucree:
mona muse of muse/ Sondre writes her face in words/ postmodern love sung
@*leviweaver*:
Birmingham, England / I beat you at foosball once / Rematch? Anytime.
@*suntales*:
somebody told me / sondre set the she-wolf free / with sexy results
@usuckadonia:
You come from Norway/Asking for Twitter haiku/Bored, so here you go.
More later,
SL (@sondreofficial)
these are all so wonderful!