[And thus it came to pass, that I, Silverback Americanus, ventured into the world of Rock ‘n Roll Haiku, but not without sage guidance from Silverback Larry (Corn-fed SBs):
Some people think we
Might be hardwired for haiku
I bet it’s the beat
Larry pointed out that the Beatles sometimes stacked haiku:
She came in through the
Bathroom window protected
By a silver spoon
And now she sucks her
Thumb in wonder by the banks
Of her own lagoon.
She said she’d always
Been a dancer she worked in
Fifteen clubs a day
And though she thought I
Knew the answer well I knew
But I could not say
So, inspired by the Master, I decided to give it a try:
Silverback Larry
Inspired me to haiku
And now I’m a slave.
I see all the world
in seventeen syllables.
It’s five-seven-five.
Repeat after me,
“just seventeen syllables
over and over.”
Remembering our theme song in The Jungle:
I wrote:
Ray, the most talented Kink,
You really got me
all day and all of the night
What about Warren Zevon, another Silverback mainstay?
Warren Zevon is
a most excitable boy
whose shit ‘s fucked up.
(Sorry, but …
YouTube will not share
Warren Zevon’s video
“My Shit is Fucked-Up”
A desperate man
sends lawyers, guns, and money
to Warren Zevon.
And on that note:
but Silverback Larry gets the final word:
Let the kids know that
Geezers shuffling by were once
Big-time badasses
Sir Ray applauds here
While Warren Z beams down from
Silverback heaven
Hey who needs lawyers
Guns and money when you’ve got
Haiku rock ‘n roll?
I’m honored, Stephen–thank you!