She claimed innocent
Brown Eyes like syrup---blonde hair
up high and down low
by Anonymous Poet of Up ones skirt i presume
Mellie you made it!!
but you have to start using
your ass! and kick rob's!
by the Survivor show should be sued for making it
Mellie! Stay away
from Rob! he is using you,
seduce hunter girl!
by Anonymous Poet
burdens? well, maybe.
I'm uncomfortable about "lay"
could you clarify?
by ap - thank god for mox ha makes things happen
mox you are so sad
sex just for procreation?
now THAT'S bad haiku
by ash
all tock no action
it's time someone did something
boy, get my slippers
by ash
such silly poets
stop-watches? well, they just tick
tick. tick. tick. tick. tick
by Roseannadanna
stop watches begin
tick tock tick
by scott/communal haiku
tock
by Janis/communal haiku
what she did for "love"!
Anna Nicole Smith wins BIG
scabby penis there
by eighty-eight million for fourteen months...not bad
who likes mickey mouse?
such an annoying icon...
death to sacred mice!
by scott, feeling cranky
erase your poems?
wake up and smell the beer, mox
there's none to erase
by scott
It has been a while
Since last I wrote bad haiku
or solidly shat.
by Buns_of_Steel of Dallas, TX
I need not to lay my burdens out on you...
I need to bear your burdens with patience
and not self-righteous silliness!
Erase ALL my poems!!!
by Mox... of I'm wrong!!!!
Hmm, which one of you is Jay
and which one of you is Silent Bob?
by Moxie
Those who aren't me
to someone have some
disgusting nature others hate
as much as I am here
I'm sure others love you
as well, those are more important
by Moxie
Irreverence is the
vital colic to the suicidal
days, we forget death
till it comes prematurely
that is a joke in itself
we make love only to continue the cycle
by Moxie
stop watches begin
by scott/communal haiku
"my cow's sick, farmer.
what do you think i should do?"
"gave mine kerosene."
"well, hey there farmer.
i did like you said - she died!"
"yep, it killed mine too."
by scott, more haiku hayseed humor....where the hell do i get this stuff?
eat right, exercise
don't smoke, don't drink, sleep eight hours
give death a good laugh
by scott
taking a long pee
i can smell the day's coffee
i am its vessel
by semi-scotological
steamy summer days
segue into a warm autumn
i sit at my desk
by ash
finally, at last
the vulgarians return!
what took you so long?
by scott
jesus fucking christ
k warches martha stewart?
that explains a lot
by ap
i think i might puke!
serious haiku romance?
ok, so fuck her...
by ap -- let's see some action. post the pics
waxing romantic...
well, that was interesting
back to our program
by scott
palest gossamer
skimming on the cool of (k)night
waxing towards the stars
by Penelope (saying farewell)
rest assured sweet Scott
(a Moxie? that I am NOT)
just having some fun
by Penelope (normal gal killing time at work)
romance in 2D -
hard to take seriously
here in the snakepit
by scott (no offense, but of course you could be anyone...even a moxie split personality...)
words clamoured about
whipping entered knowing drafts
stole my quiet warmth
by Penelope
with some distraction
pleasant moments carefree pass
where's my poet's heart?
by Penelope
I've always noticed
those who talk in whispers
never speak out loud
by Moxie
she extended the
middle finger with common
courtesy and taste
by Moxie
woof, she's on LSU
on the state ramps to
PBR, and cheap
by Moxie
Jay and Silent Bob
apotheosis
Send them after OSL
by Mox
We know not each other
in the realm of ASCII lines
and bad taste
grandma has a mouse
by Moxie of who's k????
Cast a depth, and tell
the man who told you off
a mirror works wonders
by Moxie
disparate notions
combine to form new verse of
unexpected grace
by A. Musing
cleft my heart in two
would that simple agony
be the worst I felt
by a cast aside love
breath of your whisper
flush upon my back such warm
anticipation
by Zoe
expensive women
who might cost a buck or so...
the mind just boggles
by scott
fuck off mox
by Anonymous Poet
Pop Pop Pop Pop Pop
'nother Gangland Shootin, Goin
Downtown Busta Brown
by Pop-A-Cop
I love tootsie-pops
wonder if someone will send
a bouquet to me
by Penelope's sister
people seek power
sometimes over others, to say
"I am God over you"
If i find someone, sexually
then, perhaps
mankind can go into cooking
by Moxie
I am a nice guy
just not here, where that means
"I am not a crook"
by Moxie
