Bad Haiku server
(pictured here on the right) has
unknown clock issue

I saw him fuck a serpent woman
And hermaphrodites all got pregnant
Then I wore the wrong size shoes as a disguise

Where have my legs gone
I could have sworn I had two
And they weren't purple!

oh! and one P.S.
it's rather fun to see TIME
indiscriminate

dance around the fire
summon the muse, welcome her
she may return here

this bad haiku site
has a bit of a problem
(the clock is all wrong)

tender moments lapse
without efforts to prolong
(choose to make them last)

Between the satin
My heart is an effigy
Timeless and waiting.

1/ Water engulfs me
Soft encompassing wetness
Sound vanished calm

2/Water bears away
Thoughts turn to life absolute
Refreshing feelings

3/Rise up and stand tall
With eyes seeing creation
Resolve not to lose

4/Determined go
Forward with woes departed
Life

Sunbeams kiss the floor
Lifting me from this alien sleep
I rise to meet them.

a woman alone
she will always be watching
frozen galaxy

across the long miles
fiendship looms in endless song
craving life's delight

sunlight kisses rain
rain sues for harassment, wins
fifty million rays

Much to my disdain
She reaches into her purse
And grabs her cell phone

new pet owner says:
my Abigail? well, she's HUGE
poops like n'elephant

The monkey is small
It jumps around and about
And it says: "Whoop! Whoop!"

a certain poet
(she?)has a gift for haiku
but it's wasted here

candle flame dancing
lick the sky and tame the air
entrance those who stare

it is not a sin
if you do not put it in
(she sure is holy)

who is THAT ap?
I'll tell you WHO if you want
WHO WHO WHO WHO WHO

who is this ap
not the same old ap, me
who tortures moxie

that last haiku, good
always pleasant to see some
(doesn't happen enough)

a husk of sea hares
polished fragments of sea jade
bleached white cuttlefish

I spent roughly five
My mother is from Yorkshire
So I like nothing

dance music - like my
mind learned to speak directly
into the world's void

Zwanzig Blaues Hund
That's a good name for a band
Oder 'Hund Mit Senf'

two hundred wet goats
across the highway, bad smell,
great name for rock band

What's that big word, dad?
That word is president, son
And that's what you are

George Bush has an ape
It's a very violent ape
It would be his son

a world full of bad
but amongst the bad, some good
like these bad haiku

that saddam person
is genuinely evil
but no threat to me

our prime minister
possibly means well for us
but i'm unconvinced

put down the gun george
you're a dangerous fellow
and you're scaring us

got my neck x-rayed
next day i had a sore throat
i ask my dog why

Ain't got no draft card
Ain't got no war and dying
Peace is ultimate

telegraphed today
in mounds upon my doorstep
"Spring has been delayed"

I think I'll stop there
Nothing like borderline rape
To start the day off

Swift, with conviction
Far too fast for her to stop
You begin the act

tiny droplets mist
freezing to the trees -- fog bound
swirling eventide

You sit beside her
Run your fingers down her arm
Toward what you see

Leads you to her room
Turns the lights down, on the bed
But not quite ready

even in winter
long bare limbs of the willow
forever weeping

Young lady beckons
Clad in lace, so very slight
Overconfident

breathe out breathe in breathe
out breathe in breathe out breathe in
breathe out ... time to stop.

new frost between stone
positions frozen in place -
we must compromise

pink (beefy?) temptress
I can no longer remain
vegetarian

in old Hungary
vampires are considered
nothing budapest

you said it's Chile
despite the tropical sun
and I Bolivia

so full of my heat
this bursting of my joy into
the center of you