Burn Rubber, Not Your Soul
Given that Fayetteville’s annual Bikes, Blues and Barbecue festival draws over 325,000 bikers to Northwest Arkansas for a cacophonous weekend of terror, I’m shocked to learn that I’ve never heard of biker poetry, which includes a variation on the haiku dubbed “baiku”.
The only formal explanation of baiku that I could find was on a personal blog, which described the poem as a six-line poem written in tercets with a syllabic pattern of 5-7-5-5-7-5 and a rhyme scheme of abcabc.
The author of the blog goes on to give examples of baiku, including a section titled, “Tales From Shakespeare, Retold In Baiku”. My favorite? “Romeo And Juliet”.
However, not every biker poem has to be formal. A light-hearted poem entitled “Bugs On My Face” proves the point:
I got bugs on my face
There’re June bugs and May flies
On summer’s wind ride
God knows when they‘re born
Now I know when they died
While plenty of biker poetry is available online, an anthology edited by Jose Gouveia, “Rubber Side Down: The Biker Poet Anthology”, is already available on Amazon.
Maybe next year the rally should host an open mic?