Rain sodden army
Railing against unfair life
Officers not wet

Old house rough-hewn
Dried door stands fast, no entry
Gravestone set proudly

Rider less kingdoms
Frustrated unrest ferments
Heart panics feebly

Buda wisely said
What we refused
Remains with sender

Startled cows leap up
At the sight of a monkey
Playing the banjo

Worry not, Nippress
I am only annoyed by
The foolishly named

Sports football fan
Raucously impermanent
Support winner only

Weep so humbly
Lost all your humanity
City citizen

With a wailing eye
Uncaring is way of life
Loves lost to mankind

Strangers lost his way
Resist dazed countenance
Unfriendly city

Whose hand angriest
Bush or Blair is it Saddam
You just want to kill

Laughter wins again
Hooked depression hesitates
We know how to live

Young child delightful
Intoxicating laughter
Smiles forming, hers laugh

Paper imagines
Minds racing thoughts are forming
Haiku

Oh yes we know you
Gawking mewing gigolo
Dumb alchemist

Apprehensive rogue
You watch for an opening
Its my cash you see

Descriptive mankind
Despondent birds searching stale bread
Oh how we struggle

Inseminator
Last one was not aimed at you
It just came to me

Flouting rage
Hey cold careless pious dude
Is God on your side

It's always nice to
Stir up some controversy
Through mere description

Captive rippling fish
Sleek bronze arching lily pads
Hide

Small light gray field mouse
Harvesting dry brown corn stalks
Sagging thirstily

Hot fishermen doze
Dogs paw lewdly at long dead fish
Despairing cat frets

Incantations roar
cold, frostbitten rivers
Pagan

Dark foggy ghosts drift
doggedly haunting my mind
Passionless specter

Yank overeats, rich
clangorous passenger farts
Loudly childishly

lamely drifting duck
encircles quickly cruelly
Hungry leering fox

Startled crows fleet flight
Weeping river sweeps softly by
Tranquility lost

That last one looks good
May be onto something here
Maybe I

Searing azure sky
Vivid painful firmament
Polished perfection

Clearest sky, low sun
Long shadows stealing colour
Eyes search bare detail

Know its not haiku
No flow, too wordy such tripe
But it can be fun

Sun on bare branches
Spring buds spontaneously
Waiting to explode

He

Pedophilia
My own submission or his
Inseminator
.
Nameless submission
Myself a moving target
Was all my own work
.
Own name a secret
I

such ambivalence
it's somewhat unattractive
yet it draws me in

Cars in transit lane
The eighties are coming back
Taffeta and bows

Take frequent smoke breaks
Stretch yourself in the office
Two rules to live by

Alley smells of piss
Used as urinal by drunks
I really hate peas

I am a student
Black men aren't intelligent
Anti-black yourself!

Am I a loser?
You stupid racist wanker
Assuming I'm white

Paedophilia
Projected in a subtle way
Not in your violence

It began quite nice
But then it turned out quite sick
But it was not that

a curve is a curve
a spot can be a nipple
my head flies away

used to paint nude girls
now shapes and colors alone
like.....abstract road signs

I'm hungry people
And this glorious mind-fuck
Is now at end.

Sexually frustrated is not bisexual, but he's an intellectual, when he raps he's a professional and that's no question yo!

This requires art
That which you profoundly lack
Go do your homework.

Wow, that's amazing
But it is not a haiku
What a big vocab.

Pedophilia
Dedisfunctionality
Supercilia