PUBLIC + Good Vibrations Haiku Contest

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PUBLIC + Good Vibrations Haiku Contest

PUBLIC + Good Vibrations Haiku Contest

PUBLIC + Good Vibrations, with support from Sex+Design, hosted a Haiku Contest around the theme of “Put Something Exciting Between Your Legs.” From July 24-August 20, 2012, we challenged participants to put something exciting in words, or more specifically, in 17 syllables or fewer. The Grand Prize included a$250 PUBLIC bike gift certificate, a PUBLIC Farmer’s Market Picnic Basket, one-year subscription to Sex+Design Magazine, and a $50 gift card and goodie bag of mixed delights from Good Vibrations. Five runner-ups received prizes too.

Grand Prize Winner Daniel K. – Sioux Falls, SD Edwin Z. – San Francisco, CA

Kim V. – San Diego, CA Soft seat snug in crotch One speed or eight speed. Riding fast over grooved roads It doesn't matter how fast - take me for a ride - i'm yours What good vibrations! only that we go. but don't forget we need milk and eggs Christina F. – Denver, CO Ben B – Columbus, OH

Five Runner-Up Winners Swollen tires circle leaning on a tree Flashing fast in tandem with two bikes await their riders Amber S. – San Francisco, CA Finger flicking gears doing it outside

Skirt too short, I pedal down your street hoping you will peek. Honorable Mentions It’s time to change gears. Jules B. – San Francisco, CA Ann L. – Cambridge, MA Alexis V – San Francisco, CA pumping and breathing If I ride slowly holding tight her dropping curves A look can promise I will still arrive sweaty I release the wind What your touch just suggests. So why not ride fast? This is what I know. Rebecca S. – Berkeley, CA Aaron X – San Francisco, CA Sonya L. – Sacramento, CA I ride both with joy-- Racing again, our my lover, my bicycle-- Skirt over my shorts acceleration leaves us the pleasure is mine Riding along the river ultimately still. Makes the boys wonder Maura V. – San Francisco, CA Daniel M. – New York, NY Maggie W. – Oakland, CA Early morning dew Getting faster yet, she left me speechless on her our bikes our parked like My heart is about to burst, bike legs mounting high we are laying: side by side Let's make this Public and front to back, locked. Christina F. – Denver, CO Donna R. – Bellingham, WA Joanne C. – Sioux Falls, SD Have my hair, wind, while the swish of her skirt I hold it, just so steady At work I daydream riding side-saddle behind On the long downhill I grip your handles for more what more could i ask? Riding through sunbeams Maura V. – San Francisco, CA Corrie O. – Mountain View, CA Felix M. – Lubbock, TX Racing past Tartine In public you say? we collided at the curb Anticipation Riding, gliding with my love, wet kisses waiting Pulls at the hem of my skirt my cheeks are rosy. Let's go for a ride Christina F. – Denver, CO Martin O. – Manhattan, KS T. Phillips – Mountain View, CA Wheel stroking pavement A rigid saddle: Gear shift jerks me backward, I'm varied equipment Provides no supple delight, Flirting with the curb is the spice of life, so long Just firm discontent as yours is Public Maura V. – San Francisco, CA Colleen O. – Brooklyn, NY Celia L. – San Francisco, CA At the park we met As I ride over our bikes touching tires I took the dare -- bumpy roads, vibrations felt hearts beating we kiss "Ride the mechanical bull!" Public underneath Ow. Cool breeze, please. Tom M. – Milwaukee, WI Elizabeth G. – San Francisco, CA Ginger H. – Oakland, CA Four arms and four legs Your body upright, Intertwined in tandem dance Two wheels or three wheels? I swing my leg around you. Two tires to guide us It's about the preference; Together we move. it's about the ride. Kristie T. – San Francisco, CA Erin H. – Long Beach, CA Eric M. – New York, NY Protection is key. Resistance proves hard Wear a helmet when riding. It will transport you when speed is all you’re after. Come and go safely. To places you've never been Take your time and coast. Ride it with passion Kristie T. – San Francisco, CA Jennifer V. - Albuquerque, NM It’s getting harder. Wrap that chain up nice and tight. 5:00 am I have Seven broken promises, Five hundred to go.

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