trimming the moustache
early morning ritual
it is never straight
by Anonymous Poet
maggies think of spring
sweetest song from butcher birds
good to be alive
there's no bluer blue
sky meeting ocean waving
just look at me now
by mellie
handsome brolga bird
strong neck haughty attitude
graceful dancing legs
by mellie
temp pulses: thirty
and sixty in two 15
minute hot flashes.
spanish africa
seventy-five to hundred
and five and back down...
then back up to a
whopping hundred thirty five
still skeptical, dope?
by ekpyrotic apoapsis
don't eat too much lunch
dinner tonight kicks winks ass
yum yum yum yum yum
by Anonymous Poet
indiscriminate
can tend to incriminate
if you don't dis it
by ash
people say sad things
when they are feeling sorry
for themselves mostly
by mellie
thick cloud fog mist morn
not ocean not sky not sleep
I'll hit the sack now
by mellie
people say bad things
in their profiles that I read
Saint posts them on line
by Drophammer
sleep!, that should be sleep
already i read enough
while i pee at work
by monkeyking
I don't want a clone
just another conciousness
to read while i pee
by monkeyking
My desire is long
for all the things in this world
but my time is short
by Betty LeBomb
In my dreams last night
there was a beautiful girl
and a tornado
by Betty LeBomb
you've got too much going
to have another bad day
today, be glad for all that you are (to me)
by Anonymous Poet
ah, delicious beer
and the women, talking smack
Damn! only thurdsay.
by monkeyking of bannana twon
thank you for the words
i know you love all of me
just lonely anguish
by Anonymous Poet
howling wind so bleak
howling for something to do
howling inside me
by mellie
a dark winter's day
misty silhouette of hills
currawongs crying
by ash
not furry nor grey
I could make your lap warmer
my pussy's so hot
by mellie
slumped across my legs
a furry grey lapwarmer
feline can feel fine
by ash
pussy on your lap
must be left-over tuna
more nay can I say
by mellie
but is ash talking
about a small foreign dog
or a dirty ho?
by argh
burmese with fish breath
cleaning yourself on my lap
you need a mouthwash
by ash
yabba dabba doo
betty how about some head
of course i'll do you
by fred
I wonder about
these here poems and what to make
of the poets too?
by danny kissane
bollide comes crashing
down! who knew, but didn't tell?
more invasion, please.
by ekpyrotic apoapsis
Flittering fruit fly
projects a rather large smile
on his only day
by Betty LeBomb
My haiku is bad
especially here today
it takes some practice
by Betty LeBomb
I woke up so late
or was I dreaming about
being Japanese
by Betty LeBomb
Because you face east
has put me in the mood to
move to the west coast
by Betty LeBomb
You are Greek to me
I can tell since you have a
pocket of pitas
by Betty LeBomb
You say, be careful!
but I can't... I need to run
put my toes at risk
by Betty LeBomb
This toe-nail is broke
I stubbed it on your sharp edge
why won't it come off?
by Betty LeBomb
today my poo is
sometimes chunky, sometimes wet.
Should I buy lotto?
by Buns_of_Steel of Dallas, TX
me love you long time
short time just one hundred baht
me no make you sick
by ap
o beginner lau
she calls, "i love you long time"
grandma has a cock
by ash
when i was a boy
things were sure diff'rent round here
i was somewhere else
by ash
Stupid hong kong man
Retired,fifty-four,life's fall
Want to talk?Please call.
by beginnerlau of hong kong
bleak drizzle shivers
slate grey day so cold out there
mellie's warm inside
by mellie
afternoon downpour
the drainpipe outside my door
gurgles yet some more
by ash
I stare out the door,
anxious and nervous, watching
the zit is popped!
by monkeyking of inna tree
Danny sweats nonstop
Chatting he sits while it drips
he smells!
by Princess
librarian at desk
considers the convent
she just joined, some nun
by Anonymous Poet
Colleen walks on air
glistening in the sun shine
what an attitude
by Devil
The sun shines after
8 months of gloom yet it
still feels like winter
by Danny Kissane of Oneonta, NY
baudiehickiedoodare
he dropped off the face of Earth
somewhere in Utah
and she wanted nothing to do with Dr. gonzo...
and he was just a weirdo...
by Moxie
something about old duke
bowflex, getting "out" and getting lost
hours and hours on line and what?
Bad haiku and false prophecies
by Moxie of dropping into faces of death...
It's ryhiming Haiku
It brings me joy through and through
at least those with poo
by Saint
Between you and me
there is intense gravity
you and I both see
by Betty LeBomb
For all your screaming
And all the dirty feelings
You still have nothing
by Dr. Claw
