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It all started with a throw-away Haiku
poem in an email and has grown into something deserving
its own page. The Japanese art
of Haiku poetry has been practiced for hundreds of
years. Haiku has gone through many changes of forms and
rules through the centuries. The more recent form of
Haiku is a poem consisting of 3 lines, with 5 syllables
in the first line, 7 in the second line, and 5 syllables
in the third. Traditional Haiku usually concerns itself
with the beauty of every-day life, the changing seasons,
and sometimes offers a surprise ending. Here's an
example. Note that the syllable structure is lost in
translation, but the essence of the Haiku remains:
A gold bug -
I hurl into the darkness
and feel the depth of night.
Takahama, Kyoshi
For our purposes, the subject is scooters
and the rules (occasionally broken) for a scooter Haiku
will be the 5,7,5 syllables per line rule. Due to
English being a bit different than Japanese, it's more
difficult to achieve the 5,7,5 syllable structure, but
it can be done, as evidenced by the many interesting
Scooter Haiku poems seen here.
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Here are the ones that started it all:
Senses forced
awake
warm savory aromas
scootin' Frisco
streets
I don't want to walk!
Segway speeds me to Starbucks
Trial lawyers cheer
Trapped in my office
Can artificial light kill?
Scooter! Set me free!
smell of gasoline
Push button for ignition
fireball and flames!
(be careful folks)
Al Kolvites
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Scooting through the night
Air closes up behind me
And then I am gone
Sips fuel, clean exhaust
Four stroke scoots are low impact
Who needs fuel cell cars?
Little wheels turning
Little engine purrs along
Magic carpet ride
Reads NASA Tech Briefs
Also writes scooter Haiku
It's Renaissance Al
Adventures we've had,
Adventures still before us
Small magic carpet
Eager little scoot.
You come from a hot country
Yet enjoy the chill
Exotic incense
Short of breath, clouds my reason.
Ahead, a two stroke.
Sexy little scoot,
It fills up for a dollar.
Happy scootwalla!
Tom
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Red Chetak looks tough
Stock engine says otherwise
Need more horsepower
Enter Cleveland's Pride
Stainless steel roars, voice is found
Red Chetak shouts now!
Dave in OKC
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Scooter Salami,
with his psyche akimbo,
I'm wetting my pants.
Phil Waters
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Wanting to be there
I took a chance on I 10
Let's do it again?
Mike
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Wooded winding road
I am of it and in it
No glass box divides
Misty Jade it's
not
To me Manly Green it is
I have no more wit
David Fox
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Today I ride free
It is so very joyful
Bugs in my smile...
Scott G.
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A
very long drive
Big smiles through the purchase
Bajaj dos Bajaj
Tim
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Jump on my scooter
Black as night he looks so cool
Everyone just stares
Rebecca G
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Red scooter goes by,
shiny in the summer sun...
cooler than a car.
Craig R.
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The heat really sucks
so I ride even faster
to get a cold beer
etedder
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Towering cacti
Orange groves & eucalyptus
Desert scootering
James
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All day I
shall ride
Bajaj
Chetak sets me free
I know I’m
in love
Terry Morrow
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I ride my scooter.
Past sunlit inlets and bays.
Wife and kids can't come.
David Leader
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Cool air rushes past,
Her arms tight around my waist.
Love scootwalla life.
Heritage, panache
Efficient, smart; made from wind.*
Once and future ride.
Scoot safe,
Tom
*BajajAuto owns their own wind farms that provide the
electricity for their factories.
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Your sharp sarcasm
burns my tender ego like
predetonation.
Hamlet Jones
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angry sound of bees
recklessly I fly tonight
I must see you now
inspired by Bob Hart
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distant horizon
ever closer the front wheel
what does the day bring?
odometer turns
calmly noting our progress
through the countryside
Chetak, trusted steed
I grow tired of labor
carry me homeward
William Baguhn
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a little metal
in between me and the road
with lots of wind space
Minerva Sadorra
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my scooter is okay
standing near tent
I sleep inside
enjoying the sunlite
people in their shirts
I take on the wind coat
I see the snow from window
four seasons people say
but there is only one
trees are beautiful on the TV
hills are displayed high
scooter just makes you there
Yakov Sudeikin
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Getting into the Scooter Haiku spirit?
Feel free to submit your own scooter
Haiku to:
swami@argousa.com
If he likes it, we
will post it. |
