Make A Haiku from One Artist's Singles

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Don't Forget About Us
Touch My Body
Shake It Off

Old Man
Tonight's The Night
Down By The River

― blues bras (Eazy), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 18:48 (twelve years ago)

i don't think either of those are haikus

― frogbs, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 19:05 (twelve years ago)

Not following the 5-7-5 syllable rule.

― blues bras (Eazy), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 19:07 (twelve years ago)

The Lady Don't Mind
Blind Love For Sale And She Was
Crosseyed and Painless

― SongOfSam, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 19:16 (twelve years ago)

(albums not singles, but in order of release):

Dawn of The Dickies
Stukas Over Disneyland
We Aren't The World

― everything, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 19:48 (twelve years ago)

Hey Jude she loves you
Slow down Lady Madonna
Get back let it be

― super perv powder (Phil D.), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 19:52 (twelve years ago)

I don't want your love
All she wants is there
Something I should know

― Max Florian, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 20:11 (twelve years ago)

Why can't I be you?
Just like heaven, hot, hot, hot,
Let's go to bed; catch!

― I loves you, PORGI (DJP), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 20:23 (twelve years ago)

this ain't no picnic
please don't be gentle with me
you need the glory

― mookieproof, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 20:26 (twelve years ago)

American girl,
Don't do me like that
Jammin' me, breakdown

― super perv powder (Phil D.), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 20:39 (twelve years ago)

i don't think either of those are haikus

No 'season' word there
Where's the juxtaposition?
Haiku this is not

― B-Boy Bualadh Bos (ecuador_with_a_c), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 20:51 (twelve years ago)

Touch the One You Love
Don't Stop 'til You Get Enough
You are Not Alone

― bed raggled (qiqing), Wednesday, 5 December 2012 21:01 (twelve years ago)

^good

― 69, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 21:09 (twelve years ago)

Jesse: a single patriot.
Make it easy on yourself -
Track three epizootics!

― Max Florian, Wednesday, 5 December 2012 23:23 (twelve years ago)

Please Mr. Postman
(They Long to Be) Close to You
Hurting Each Other

― bed raggled (qiqing), Thursday, 6 December 2012 00:31 (twelve years ago)

Rich Girl
She's Gone
I Can't Go For That (No Can Do)

― blues bras (Eazy), Thursday, 6 December 2012 00:57 (twelve years ago)

oh eazy

― mookieproof, Thursday, 6 December 2012 01:30 (twelve years ago)

These should get 'closeness to haiku' percentage ratings

― Mark G, Thursday, 6 December 2012 07:52 (twelve years ago)

For every syllable you're out from a proper 5/7/5 haiku I'm gonna chop off one of your toes.

― comedy is unnatural and abhorrent (Scik Mouthy), Thursday, 6 December 2012 08:29 (twelve years ago)

do you people even know what a haiku is

dreadful thread

― #YOLO ONO (lex pretend), Thursday, 6 December 2012 08:46 (twelve years ago)

Wish I was skinny
Find the answer from within
I hang suspended

― Mark G, Thursday, 6 December 2012 08:55 (twelve years ago)

OK mod request to replace "haiku" with "short poignant little poems made exclusively from one artist's singles."

― blues bras (Eazy), Thursday, 6 December 2012 13:52 (twelve years ago)

or, raise yr game.

― Mark G, Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:05 (twelve years ago)

Ex-Lion Tamer
Lowdown, Start To Move, Brazil
It's So Obvious

― Roadside Prisunic (James Redd and the Blecchs), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:12 (twelve years ago)

OK, sorry not singles

― Roadside Prisunic (James Redd and the Blecchs), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:13 (twelve years ago)

It's all good. This is something I did all the time with diner jukeboxes as a kid: scroll through the titles, string a few together. And then as an adult, I won an award from the Japanese Consulate in Chicago for some haiku, but that's another story.

― blues bras (Eazy), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:17 (twelve years ago)

And the Consulate give you license to dispense with metric niceties?

― Roadside Prisunic (James Redd and the Blecchs), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:19 (twelve years ago)

when you don't see me
Lucretia my reflection
body electric

― BANJOS ARE ALWAYS RACIST (onimo), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:23 (twelve years ago)

Do You Wanna Dance?
I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend
Baby, I Love You

― BANJOS ARE ALWAYS RACIST (onimo), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:25 (twelve years ago)

The judges (from the consulate, plus a Japanese Studies professor and the editor of Modern Haiku) did give license to dispense with metric niceties!

No 'season' word there
Where's the juxtaposition?
Haiku this is not

This is 100% otm, though.

― blues bras (Eazy), Thursday, 6 December 2012 14:28 (twelve years ago)

I would be so brash as to suggest
There could be at least some evolution in the haiku concept
Transposed through centuries and societies

― Max Florian, Thursday, 6 December 2012 15:18 (twelve years ago)

Big Mouth Strikes Again
Sweet and Tender Hooligan
Sheila Take a Bow

― Roadside Prisunic (James Redd and the Blecchs), Friday, 7 December 2012 16:42 (twelve years ago)

Trans Europe Express
Kometenmelodie 2
Stratovarius

― Mark G, Friday, 7 December 2012 16:47 (twelve years ago)

Don't worry baby,
When I grow up to be a
Man: good vibrations!

― Jeff W, Friday, 7 December 2012 18:03 (twelve years ago)

nice

― Roadside Prisunic (James Redd and the Blecchs), Friday, 7 December 2012 18:14 (twelve years ago)

West end girls, how can
You expect to be taken
Seriously? Rent?

― I loves you, PORGI (DJP), Friday, 7 December 2012 18:29 (twelve years ago)

Joan Crawford mirrors
take me away, shooting shark.
Don't fear the reaper

― Faster than food (Myonga Vön Bontee), Friday, 7 December 2012 21:15 (twelve years ago)

Limelight, fly by night,
The spirit of radio
Closer to the heart

― Faster than food (Myonga Vön Bontee), Friday, 7 December 2012 21:18 (twelve years ago)

The kids are alright
See me, feel me dogs
You better, you bet

― and I scream Fieri Eiffel Tower High (Tarfumes The Escape Goat), Friday, 7 December 2012 21:23 (twelve years ago)

Have a cigar...
(Not now, John! Comfortably Numb!)
Point me at the sky

― Spectrist, Friday, 7 December 2012 22:21 (twelve years ago)

er, first line is "Have a cigar time..."

― Spectrist, Friday, 7 December 2012 22:22 (twelve years ago)

telephone line? turn
to stone don't bring me down do
ya evil woman?

― reggie (qualmsley), Friday, 7 December 2012 23:08 (twelve years ago)

Sunday girl Denis
Hanging on the telephone
Heart of glass, call me

― Mark G, Friday, 7 December 2012 23:37 (twelve years ago)

You Really Got Me
All Day And All Of the Night,
Set Me Free Little Girl

― city worker, Saturday, 8 December 2012 02:14 (twelve years ago)

This Is Not A Test
I Like Fucking, Rebel Girl
Resist Psychic Death

― sleeve, Saturday, 8 December 2012 02:39 (twelve years ago)

While I'm Still Alive
Hiroshima Mon Amour
Artificial Life

― That elusive North American wood-ape (Capitaine Jay Vee), Saturday, 8 December 2012 03:50 (twelve years ago)

"Listen, do you want
To know a secret? She loves
You!" "Yeah?" "Yeah, yeah." "Help!"

― Jeff W, Saturday, 8 December 2012 12:59 (twelve years ago)

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