Stately Kaga-san
With shiny sequined jacket -
What lies underneath?
by Anonymous Poet
Slightly evil grin,
Munching yellow peppers,
Kaga should be mine!
by A. of Kitchen Stadium
mango tree dripping
plump juicy fruit ripening
flying fox squealing
by mellie
Funny exercise
Might be worth a bad haiku,
maybe even two...
by R. of PT
Let's see if it works...
Wow! It does work! Mysteries
of HTML
by R. of PT
this old man, he knows
this old cat well enough to
find a lane, a train..
by Dr. Claw of ???
this cat has moved,
acted, rendered meaning,
and told a story
by ComiCat of Jerzey
it's been a whole year
no real result to see
just ponder on that
by Garik of before, now, later
the perfect hit, ron
this is haiku history
preserved on the web
by ash
night duty beckons
i wish it would go away
or perhaps i could
by ash
lesson planning time
looked for haiku history
found awful poems
by ronald
drizzling sunday cool
boiled egg with toast dippers
lie about reading
by mellie
false expectations
catharsis and renewal
a happy new year
by ap
welcome paradox
anarchic optimism
i might yet emerge
by maestro
prime resolution
no interactive haiku
self-indulgence, ho!
by maestro
brand new calendar
fresh course of nihilism
i love a parade
by maestro
Domino's Dots kill
local gnome, friends threaten to
release that "noid" tape.
by onjaysun (Noid Sez Doesn't Know Sheep)
and it's coming up
the White Mountains when it comes
slam, bang, hills of snow
by Mox
Vicious Vermicious
Knid, I miss the old you
please put down that boy
by Heather of Port Colborne
listen quietly
the hush of winter silence
snows white peacefulness
by Boston gal "snowed in" and lovin' it
she's still roaring and
as always, the gentle voice
silences Morgoth
by Anonymous Poet
what's some of the ot?
let others think about it
i gotta sleep now
by mellie
oh yeah, forgot
might have been better to say
grandma has a cock
by mellie
for read read real
I shoud be asleep in bed
kookaburras laugh
by mellie
what was that about?
maybe it's me who's lost it
I don't think is is
by mellie, wondering where the good old read badhaikuists are hiding these days, not sheena and ash of course, just some of the ot
the choices are made
I can make my own and
decide the stressful ones
I cannot make the minds here
be other than what they are
the wave
by Anonymous Poet
some people fight for
everything they have because
it's all others allowed...
by Anonymous Poet
hey, if you open
the door and stop playing
buddy clique
maybe this place can turn out
writing and not be an online
version of a McDonald's staff
by Anonymous Poet
if it strikes a nerve
with the insecure often
insults are the last resort
by Anonymous Poet
cool, ash, i hadn't
noticed until you pointed
it out to me
by sheena
oh look, its near five!
time for running out the door.
enthusiasm!
by st0rmy of Sydney Australia
please stop doing it
enough is really enough
for the rest of us
by ash
acrostic haiku
that student of manchester
unveils a new form
by ash
I mean it!
by Anonymous Poet
dumbass
by Anonymous Poet
is haiku number
24277
a profound thought? not!
practice what you preach?
by Anonymous Poet
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
