Tattoo Haiku: yes, it’s a contest. Submit a haiku to raise awareness about tattoos, such as the challenges of getting a tattoo, or lots of tattoos. It can be about the pains of a tattoo gone bad, including the memory of love gone bad, spelling gone bad, whatever. Or it can be about our need to not be judgmental about tattoos, too, since a lot of great people get them. But we’re mostly focused here on helping young people prepare for the inevitable temptation to emblazon Lady Gaga across their lower lumbar region.
The winner will get some minor prize–either a silver half-dollar or a free copy of my internationally recognized book (I sent a copy to somebody in Canada, hence international–and he says he’d recognize it if he saw it again). If you choose the book, it will be personally signed, unless I really, really like the winning haiku, in which case the book will be unsigned: that makes it easier to resell at Amazon, according to my friend in Canada.
To get you started, here’s my own entry (though the rules of this contest excluded family members, clones of me, and me personally):
With color always fading,
No updating: tattoo.
Update: OK, to simplify life, I'm extending the deadline to midnight, Nov. 2, the same day as the election so that--speaking of deadlines--you can leave the voting queue and still have time to submit a haiku. Just like in the election, anyone can participate--you don't need to be a US citizen or even alive, and you can enter as often as you like. (At least that's the Milwaukee way, where they've had major elections with thousands more votes cast than there were registered voters.)