when people ask me
about this black eye, I'll say
"rough sex with mellie"
by scott (never said i was a gentleman)
How many more times
Must I tell you about the
Rule of cleaning up?
I have found my haven
Amoungst these courageous souls
Who post quality
by Wondermouth the Loud
Tossing in the night
Cannot rid you from my mind
What a dream I had!
by Wondermouth
XP is installed
Seems to be going ok
It hasn't crashed yet
by Janis
that sounds really mean
because I'm always inclined
to be generous
by mellie, don't know what happened there oops!
by mel,oh come on now, I know it is bad!
I'll handle what's mine
and I might handle what's yours
if I felt inclined
by mellie
....let me travel west
into the lands of the blest
....for a place to rest
by ronin@realmenwearkilts
Stars have all blown out,
like small lanterns in the trees.
Dark night settles in.
Magnolias hold out
tiny flames. Day draws nearer ----
so do what you can.
by k_against_nothing_for_a_briefwhile
starry. dusk lingers
down the valley, a lofty
view, holds back the night
by Anonymous Poet
Fog rolls in again.
The ocean heaves against us
in rebellion.
by k_against_nothing_for_a_briefwhile
I take long grains of
rice and feed them to the moon.
I am still hungry.
by k_against_nothing_for_a_briefwhile of MoonMadness
...but if this is just
a dream of a butterfly
then why all the fuss?
by scott (sting like a bee)
(in reference to those
who steal another's good name
we've seen where that leads)
by scott (setting myself up for abuse)
multiple mellies?
the reeking buns of angels
wrapped in filthy kilts
by scott
while musicians set
up drum sets for their set say,
quiet on the set
(okay, that was geeky)
by Betty LeBomb of pendantic's-ville
Has set the house fly
towards quick setting cement
that won't set him free
by Betty LeBomb of pendantic's-ville
My setting the set
on the telvision set
that was set on three
by Betty LeBomb of pendantic's-ville
Discontinuity
One yesterday was before
Tomorrow | Today
Tomorrow going
Into today, passing as
Ever yesterday
by ComiCat of Jerzey
perfect nine iron
tracing a ballistic line
hammering the green
by ash
God, how can this be?
My hopes and dreams have vanished...
I've got third shift blues...
by SuperDave
At this moment of
surrender, darling if you
care, don't touch me there
by SuperDave
whoever wrote them
you made me sigh a wee bit
I'll take the low road
love gnawing gristle
and chewing old bones Jock
I can be a bitch
by mellie, 13506 13507 are not mine
nymphomaniac,
mastrubating with lightbulb...
watts got into her??
by Anonymous Poet
she was a lonely
fisherman's daughter, when she
saw my rod she reeled
triple entendre or more? rod could be gun, penis , an antique flyrod or a car I guess
by fishy..fishy...fishy
the insomniac
dyslexic, agnostic lay
awake wondering........
by Is There A Dog ????
i don't wear a kilt
though i'll think better of it now
my bag pipe needs wind
by ap
or is it the thrill,
while climbing a hill, of sharp
tickle of thistle?
by mellie
scotsmen wear kilts for
the whistle, of wind round their
bollocks and gristle
by mellie
another woman
ordered double entendre
and got two for one
by scott (counting syllables and now entrendres too...i only make this a double, tough)
triple entendre?
garage sale broken
circuit breakers...an offer
that can't be refused???
by bad haiku is bad haiku and a website is a website
triple entendres ?
try this on for sighs..'Mary
had a little lamb'..
did she own a sheep? eat lamb? have sex with it?
by Anonymous Poet
re 13494
this has to be the
best and worst of bad haiku
palsy fits right in
by bad haiku is bad haiku and a website is a website
my fingers are numb
from counting fives and sevens
i need those twelve steps
by scott (coming to grips with my problem)
Walking on the roof
of Hell we are gazing at
so many flowers
by k_against_flakes_who_cancel_on_you_if_something_better_comes_up of Hell
if you meet Buddha
on the road, you're probably
not smoking winstons..
by scott (um, who are you talking to, Palsy?)
What do you mean "This is a bad haiku website"?
by Palsy
Sleeping is my favourite hobby
Penile refreshments
gently fulfil the thirsty cops
They have guns --my bad.
by Palsy
Potery
Clay Jars break swiftly
hurried chaos on my floor
Bonsai look better
by Palsy
Problems
I have problems
writing haiku because
I have problems writing
by Palsy
Dangerously Kilted
Rocks giggle 'neath skirts
Haggis comes out unchanged
Who's laughing now!
by Palsy of Up North where you can't see me do my laundry.
before satori
i'd chop wood and draw water
now, it's vice versa
by scott (trying to bring the quality of haiku down a notch or two)
The RINZAI SCHOOL
striking the Buddha
with fists: we must -- we're not even
enlightened yet!
by Jamie Fischer of Everett WA U.S.A.
DREAM #361
heaven: miles of snow.
earth: gallons of milk -- the cows
lounge, the barn burns.
by Jamie Fischer of Everett WA U.S.A.
PENANCE
blue beetles running
on a mudflap while we pick
the oblong green pears.
by Jamie Fischer of Everett WA U.S.A.
She has left that prick
he always went in head first
causing her to bleed
by Betty LeBomb
Oui Esse, Tu Durak
Play with clay, I say today
Clayman - Claywoman
by ComiCat of Jerzey
woman in next cube
she noisily passes gas
smells like baby food
by NaCl
