this pussy just purrs
I did not have claws out scot
just enough for grip

peace to you mellie
sixth place is just fine with me
put those claws back in

pissing in the wind
is still not a good idea
even if you squat

well okay maestro
have your baton ready sir
I'm second fiddle

or that could be mox
ash is the star performer
and scott is all wind

well, seems like all the
disasters are slick to start
consuming U.S. folks

an exploding bomb
if filmed and played back slowly
would seem quite peaceful

thirty-eight minutes:
the time the states would have used
the oil spilled off spain

coming round the track
well behind betty lebomb
i finish in sixth

jewel's strange choice of fuel
proves, in the end, not to work
bile just doesn't burn

coming up on jewel
i hear "ppfft ppfft ppfft ppfft ppfft"
hope she gets that fixed

kenneth extension
anyone remember him?
see ya, old timer

with my helmet on,
a thumbs up from my pit crew,
full throttle haiku!

waves disrupting air
support bouyant melodies
afloat with rhythm

years first snowflakes fall
coating all the land in white
so pretty it is

ants crawl in the sand,
flowers grow in the spring time,
nature is living

ash/moxie beware
my volume is on the rise
verse claims horizon

Oh beloved, mine
Hair doth shimmer, eyes glisten
Lame haiku for you

My date is plastered,
I am not drinking at all,
alcohol is weird

On this 'day of Mon.
I mourn the endweek now interred
May she are eye pea ???

I do hereby fill
The "(necessary)" field with
Syllables seventeen

gwenhyfar, I know
shelter of certain worn clothes
love and loss at once

memory lapses
befall me noggin' often
the last was maestro

anal ones may ask
why persist if bored as hell?
most cool domain name

a bored neophyte
devoid of motivation
cares not to compete

hideous he shouts
row after row of bright red
byzantine horses

Anonymous Poet
Thanks so much for your offer
but I'll have to pass!!

the whole idea of
posting on a website
masturbation of words

it's how you feel about
me ap that makes that so
I can't control that

mox you don't even,
come CLOSE to being as good
as a kidneystone.

well, the big mistake
is to pass judgements like
kidney stones on people...

cold cemetery
standing in his over-coat
I stand corrected

cold cemetry
standing in his over-coat
I still feel his warmth

ash, tried to email
in a fit of nostalgia
address didn't work

the buddhists tell us
all of us can be a god
but it takes some work


jungians tell us
all together we are god
as simple as that


you say god's up there
passing judgements like the law
well i'll be damned

some internet chick,
my penis will warm your breath,
show some love for me.....:)

The logs would tell us
Whether they are one or two
But it matters not.

guess we'll never know
gwen and/or boston gal same?
it's just poetry

hmm, I sat down with
Santa Claus today
Teach me something

sit on his lap?

Do I hear something?
Could it be, no way! The good
ol' boys, back again!

ach, Russian
smelleth as beets
with the need for solid martinis

Just when I thought you
were finished, you come back here!
Enough! Suck my kiss!

Alister Crowley, was Libran
and forever, sought the Whore to
make his Great Beast

Whole

me devotchka,
I return with your phantom
Crushed in my hand...

they note a reaction
but what's the example
that will save your souls from hell?

man is competitive
on a Satanic level
this website is a prime example

Man would like to set
himself up as God and will
cry no fair on Judgement Day

ah, ash, I believe
you speak the competition
of MAN who would set himself
up as God. Hell is full of
such people...Hitler for example

indulge no fear, ash
over shoulder none encroach
do spew the haiku

was just wondering
gwenhyfar and boston gal
written by same hand?

a break in the clouds
the wind and the lone heron
together take flight