thick blobs of water
frozen into blocks of stone
like crunchy relics
by Anonymous Poet
birch white branches bend
boughs ice-laden shimmer in
spanking-new year winds
by Boston gal
there's no profound thought
so people resort to Gen X
existential groove
by Anonymous Poet
new year's eve complete
i resolve to end all war
and to lose ten pounds
by ap
Foo I say to you
You take more drastic action
And use your big stick
by A Student of Manchester
Please refrain from that
Eating in a monkey house
Feed somewhere else, foo
by A Student of Manchester
I tried so damn hard
But I just couldn't do it
Write a good haiku
by A Student of Manchester
now sitting on the
curb, watching. this prodigal
cat returns and goes.
(murr-murr)
by ComiCat of Jerzey
Pies are very nice
Everybody would like one
For them to consume
by A Student of Manchester
Forever in fields
Oblivious to the world
Ovine animals
by A Student of Manchester
"Hello." said George Bush
"Good work." said Mr Cheney
"Now let's try goodbye."
by A Student of Manchester
"Was ist das, Gunther?"
"Es ist meine Bockwurst, Bob."
"Nein, es ist mein Bein!"
by A Student of Manchester
I quite like new year
I get to drink heavily
That's just like normal
by A Student of Manchester
Privy, what of your
Enquiries thou hast completed
Found little, have you?
by A Student of Manchester
New Year Last Year:
Portly - eating food
Patient elderly fauna
Pretty eager foo'
by A Student of Manchester
A happy new year
To people who aren't fascist
They are just foolish
by A Student of Manchester
But I am sure that
In the modern era, God
Would use protection
by A Student of Manchester
Mary was not christian
God can get ladies pregnant
If they don't believe
by A Student of Manchester
is this form or less
taking the words and placing
them in this void
by Mox
happy new year
or happy new year's day
just one day seems mean
by mellie
Good, old, dear PT -
A mysterious location
is now number 3
by R. of PT
happy new years hap
py new years happy new years
(god forbid we get
the syllable count wrong)
by Anonymous Poet
Weighing pros and cons?
Not enough. Must understand
the thoughts driving me
by R. of PT
A good criterion:
Good decisions are driven
by accurate thought
by R. of PT
Good choice or bad choice?
Decisions are hard to take,
But must be taken
by R. of PT
Revenge is so sweet
But not the noblest answer -
Would better abstain...
by R. of PT
Chamesh elef shva
meot shishim veshalosh -
briat haolam
by R. of PT
Your eyes match your skin
weak coffee with lots of cream
your sand licks my nose
by Heather of Port Colborne
as with each new year
i resolve to write haiku
and it shall be bad
by ash
Resolution:Meet
a seven-fingered girl to
help count syllables
by onjaysun (Haikuappy New Year)
Whoops!!****** didn't mean, to send those last two haiku's. Goofy rules!!!
by Anonymous Poet
heeeeeeeeeeeelp!! please help me!!!!!!
by Anonymous Poet
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by Anonymous Poet
Born from rejection **stuck in a section- of faith stretchin***i luv u jesus:)
by p child
Dad likes my mullet.
The nurse calls it a critter
carpet. My head breeds.
by Mr. Mullet
Bald on the top and
long on the back. Behold my
glorious skullet.
by Mr. Mullet
Short like your schooling.
Long like your prison sentence.
The mullet haircut.
by Mr. Mullet
Days of bookkeeping
Sorting the years of reciepts
Chthonic existence
by Janis of Toronto
This is my gift: to
not take my medication
and meet the famous.
by sam of madison wi
crackers going off
and doggies going crackers
Happy New Year
by mellie
hey there sam-i-am
do you like green eggs and ham?
you see *famed* people...
by sheena
His right cross is strong,
But not as strong as Captain
Morgan's left hook is!
by Sam Yancey of Madison, WI
problem with jesus
he never will block a punch
but what a right cross!
by scotch
Why do I always
Forget to fill my name in?
This is frustrating...
by Sam Yancey of Madison, WI
First, five syllables,
Then, add seven syllables.
Finally, five more.
by Anonymous Poet
To save face, I will
blame it on my hangover.
I'm not ignorant.
by Sam Yancey of Madison, WI
Again, I forgot.
I was not hasty that time,
Only ignorant.
by Sam Yancey of Madison, WI
That last one was mine.
I was too hasty to fill
My name in the box.
by Anonymous Poet
I'm so hung over.
I feel like I just lost a
Fistfight with Jesus.
by Anonymous Poet
Basho called me up.
"Stop writing haiku," he said.
"Piss off," I told him.
by Sam Yancey IV of Madison, WI
