Someone (too lazy to open a new window and look <ok, it was PR>) posted a link to Jeff Passan's Yahoo blog that contained the following Haiku
Why do we even listen
To Oney Guillen?
What else is there to do in the cold dark season but dream of warm sunny days at the park? So, to get y'all in the mood for Spring Training, occupy your creative medulla oblongata's and frontal lobes, I challenge you all to a Haiku Slam, SSS Style! Winner (determined by the most reccomendations) will receive eternal poetic glory, the fame and adulations of millions, and an iconographic poster from white sox marketing. Not sure what the hell is a haiku? Read on after the jump...
Haiku poetry is all about the form, and it is a rigid one: 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables. So, armchair poets, have at it!
my nephew’s fastball -
I hand him back his glove
but keep the sting
the long fly ball to center field
takes its time
dog days of summer
out of first
So, armchair poets, have at it!