   | FeatureBite-Size BeautiesThe Alibi’s annual Haiku Contest winners In Japan, haiku are traditionally short poems focused on the natural world and our place in it. This being America, we like to take tradition, dip it in batter, fry it up and serve it on a stick. This year, haiku entries of all flavors came pouring in from middle and high schoolers, inmates and apostrophe abusers. It was difficult to narrow down the nearly 3,000 haiku we received, but our commitment to art demanded nothing less. Our favorites in each category will receive a $20 gift certificate from Gold Street Caffè, a gift certificate for $15 to Yoga Now, a $10 cert from Pin It Up Hair Studio, $10 worth of pie from Pizza 9, two movie passes to Guild Cinema and an authentic (and classy) Alibi bottle opener key chain! Winners can pick up their loot at our headquarters (413 Central SE) Monday through Friday, 9 a.m. to 5 p.m., or e-mail haiku@alibi.com to make other arrangements. We do not deliver. Thanks to our judges Jessica Cassyle Carr, Marisa Demarco, Adam Fox, Molly Lindsay, Laura Marrich, John Millington and Ilene Style for their discerning tastes. And a very sincere thanks to all of the entrants. Having to read thousands of fun, weird and moving poems ain't a bad gig. The WinnersBest Traditional Haiku sunflowers open like verbs, hummingbird hangs, a feathered green comma —Danny Solis Best Haiku About the Undead on Easter Sunday my five year old child exclaimed "Jesus! A zombie!" —Todd Eddy Best Haiku About the Recession I have no teacher For AP Economy, APS is broke. —Beth Wright Best Haiku That's Also a Jingle I love my iPhone I can sit on the toilet And let loose a tweet. —Joe Black Best Haiku About Michael Jackson More than his music Michael was the first Black man To walk on the moon —Hakim Bellamy Best Haiku About Sopaipillas New Mexico meals end when we lick the honey off our fingertips. —Ann McGinley Best Nursery Rhyme Haiku Old Mother Hubbard Living in the South Valley Makes bomb burritos. —Charles Gravina Best Haiku About Dirt Detroit roach ice cubes. Brooklyn chicken bone sidewalks. Burque dirt on toast. —Emily Severance Best Haiku About Cryptids Ach, Wild Haggis. Ahv no' sen the wee beastie, bit ye smell 'im 'round! [translation from the Scottish: Ah, Wild Haggis. I've never seen the creature, yet its fragrance looms.] —Jordan Ganz Best Miscellaneous Haiku That man standing there, He has a lot of keys. Must be the janitor. —Brandon Chapman  Room for More: Other FavoritesTraditional Anticipation Parched life holds its breath—waiting Smell of desert rain —Larry Elmore A dust cloud blows by Crickets and wind chimes emerge Beneath restless sky. —Joel Kurzawa The Undead My little toe is small My big toe is a zombie My other toes are scared —Jonathan Coriz, Desert Ridge Middle School Crunchy and stiff Hand punching out of the ground Fingers breaking off. —Grace Roff How zombies despair marching on Capital Hill. No brains anywhere! —Jordan Ganz Recession This whole recesssion, I've been thinking, "and I thought Detroit sucked BEFORE." —Chris Chapin Also a Jingle If ever you want To paper your new bird cage Alibi works well —Joe Black Alternative source All your news, views, and the Don. Weekly Alibi —Rich Newman Mattress Firm. Where it’s Easy to get a crappy Bed. Wow! Twist ending! —Bella Pori Michael Jackson Not Until He Died Did I Really Sit And Appreciate "Earth Song" —Laurel Butler This man dances good But he likes to grab his groin I think something is wrong! —Carlos Montano, Desert Ridge Middle School Before his death I’d Always assumed the aliens Loaned him to us —Hakim Bellamy [Editor’s note: Not 5-7-5, but too good not to include.] Sopaipillas Warm cotton batting Unraveling in my mouth Ribbons of honey —Lauren C. Teffeau I can’t take you home, You just don’t keep very well. Like my poetry. —Patrick Hibbard Santa Fe Santa: Christmas gifts of red and green, sopaipilla sack. —Jordan Ganz Nursery Rhymes Nursery rhymes are Fun when you're young but as you Age they get freaky —Mary Farrah Living in a shoe The old lady with the kids Rhythm method sucks —Joe Black I hate nursery rhymes Jack should jump over a cliff Not a candlestick. —Chad Smith, Desert Ridge Middle School Dirt What to say of dirt? Does Old Dirty Bastard count in a dirt haiku? —Jordan Ganz gossip's sad appeal is that other people's dirt makes us feel cleaner —Jeffrey D. Miller Dank and full I hope My compost draws out richness I love rotted beets —Kristen Sandoval Cryptids You ate my puppy So don’t pretend you’re not real Bad chupacabra! —Hope Eckert Yeti supports plan of public health care—its lack abominable —Emily Severance New status update. Mothman lives in Point Pleasant. We're friends on Facebook. —Sue McGilpin Miscellaneous Haikus are so lame, they never make any sense, refrigerator. —Christina Barajas waiting for my cat his conspicuous absence proves most difficult —Micheal Henry Lee Toddler hell-bent on destruction and suicide. Also likes Elmo. —Holly Hargrove Public Comments (4)
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