Ripple on the pond
Cavern's absolute silence
Soul's inner yearnings

Night comes disturbing
The still repose of the dead
Memories calling

Snow-clad tulip bulb
Waits in the warmth of the earth
For springtime promise

candy rotting teeth
bad haiku rotting my mind
it's like, holistic

halloween candy
dressed up like tiny children
hey, just an image

what is life, truly?
one big sodomization.
deep thoughts, by moxie

I'm how you see me...
I can accept it or reject it...

xxx love yas...

some people seem to
me to be in this rut where
life is one big sodomization

The schoolyard reeks of
the blood of geek and bully
too horny to stop

some people are just assholes I guess...

looks like moxie has
gone off the lithium and
returned for abuse

he's like a punch toy
with an insipid smile
bobbing back for more

i too am tired
i flamed mox in a sonnet!
big bad bill, flame on.

I'm sorry good bad
haiku people, not in the
mood to squash mox

Too much good sex
in the last month dulled my horn,
someone else do it

Retards:

People mocked, looked down
on by the "higher endowed"
the people who would be the first to put
a bullet in their own heads if one
scratch in their beautiful facades came to pass
and they live on...

her heart is broken
why why did he went astray
did she spoil him so?

Mox, you retard, that
isn't a haiku. All non-
haiku should be floods.

sex is a lovely escape
but it goes nowhere if it is nowhere
with nothing but flat planes
and no chakras

come on baby do
the locomotion with me
come on baby do

I'm going home now
I was spoiling for a fight,
but you're just no fun

The refresh button
brings no torrent of insults.
You disappoint me...

No-one wants to play...
What's the matter, bad poets?
You can't all be scared!

Flame wars in haiku?
A whole new concept to me...
Bring it on, weirdos!

Who could be the boss,
hooked up to the cross,
stranded,
in the land of the lost?

Cricket,
lovely cricket.

Will Heaven be,
such a beutiful place,
with you lying there?!

and if you look away,
you'll be doing what they say,
and if you look alive,
you'll be singled out and tried,
if you take home anything,
let it be your will to think,
the more single you become,
the better off you'll be.

she's in a better
place they say, where could bet-
ter then here with me.

2 weeks ago to-
day, lost my gramma,who I
love so very much.

weeds around your grave,
melted candles everywhere,
will mine be the same?

occluded by steam
a tiny light in shadow
the view from the moon

no one ever know,
the memories you left me,
treasured so dearly.

sweat fell on my brows,
walking the dirt dusty road
that led me to thy grave.

Taking a midnight bath ---
steam on all of the windows
blurs the outside moon.

the meditation
bell rings, the sound of it's chime
floats off into space.

the meditation

saw barry lopez
read tonight, very moving
"Arctic Dreams" come true.

thy sweet memories,
etched in my mind forever;
thank you dear grandpa!

---------(@
re, red roses for the dead,
we missed to haiku with!

just come do your thing,
nevermind what others think!
all are good i think.

come and flood this site
but do it with poetry
and make it good too

my own neurosis
it's quite a personal thing
so like, ummm..., fuck you !

an american ?
firing more blanks than tom cruise
electronic jism

flooding bad haiku
an anonymous poet
lives his wet dream

What are you doing?
I am kicking my own ass
Do you mind?......owwweeeeeeee

Please Greta, I am
on my knees in a nine hun-
dred dollar suit........YIKES

addicted am I
Bad Haiku I do hate much
stop writing I MUST

"check it out" he says
"bad Haiku is really cool"
now I am addicited

Addicted I am
to a site called bad haiku
HELP ME, I cant stop

YANKEES sure do suck
Arizona Diamond-backs
Go Diamond-backs GOOOOOOOOOOO