Category Archives: Haiku

Pool related Haiku; in 5-7-5 format of course!

OMGWTF’s Story, in Haiku

Hola!  My back is still preventing me from shooting pool, so I’m bored.  So bored, in fact, that I decided to write more pool related Haiku.  For some reason I can’t stop thinking about what I refer to as the “Cycak Incident.”  If you are not familiar with the shenanigans that took place at Hard Times Billiards in Bellflower, California this February, you can read about it on Poolriah’s blog or OMGWTF’s blog.  Below you will find my brief rendition of the story, but I tell it using a 5-7-5 Haiku sentence structure.  Enjoy.

A quick life lesson:
it went down in Bellflower
at Hard Times Billiards

Two pool players barked
A challenge match was arranged
Two thousand dollars

Traveling by bus,
OMGWTF shows
Ready for action

And her opponent?
Jessica “Asia” Cycak
Race to twenty-one

When OMG built
a thirteen to six match lead
Asia called timeout

She needed to pee
and headed for the bathroom
or so they believed

Fifteen minutes passed
Where was she? the sweaters asked
No one could find her

Out smoking a cig?
Getting a drink at the bar?
Gone to the bathroom?

NO! She flew the coup!
Left without saying a word!
Shot an air barrel!

She ran with her stake
and left her cheap cues and case
sitting in her chair

So heed this advice
post cash on the lights, or risk
a hairdildo flight!


Pool Haiku

I woke up at 12:30 am and couldn’t get back to sleep for a couple hours.  How do you remedy insomnia?  In a vain attempt to exhaust my hyperactive brain, and being the incorrigible pool junkie that I am, I started to think up pool related Haiku.  Yeah, that’s right.  Counting sheep never worked for me.  I guess you could say I’m a traditionalist, as I think all English based Haiku should have 17 syllables and conform to a 5-7-5 sentence structure.  Regardless, here goes my first installment of Pool Haiku:


Looking for action
two to one against the ghost
anybody in?


Lagging for the break
Forgot to chalk and miscued
Not a good omen


Kid gives me the eight
breaks and runs seven racks straight
damn that little punk!


Sweating in my chair
Dave misses an easy Nine
Have I been hustled?