the clock ticks slowly
bereft of inspiration
before the next yawn
by ash
Brain dead cpu
or maybe slow megahertz
I'm up too early
by Betty LeBomb
a new computer
all packed up in its boxes
dell dell dell dell dell
more cables routers
old verandah new office
new printer flat screen
by mellie - twice as bad haiku of diddillibah
raked by random kicks
enough of insomnia
back in your own bed
by ash
jihad o jihad
why are you acting so bad ?
it's all a bit sad
by ash
Time slides towards night
for me, an easy motion
noon is now morning
by Betty LeBomb
Pondering a quaff;
10, ante meridian.
Back, Dionysus!
by Maestro of Manhattan
Oh, sobriety!
Totalitarian brute!
Escape the shackles!
by Maestro of Manhattan
inebriation:
such a reliable muse
pass me the bottle
by Maestro of Manhattan
Really really re
ally really really re
ally really drunk
by Betty LeBomb
It's really really
really really really not
very creative
by Betty LeBomb
Hard, cold, unfeeling
a frost bitten chicken leg
grandma has a cock
by Betty LeBomb
Chicken leg adhered
to the side of my freezer
frozen in time-space
by Betty LeBomb
out of the ashes
there's something flickering now
grandma had a cock
by mellie of diddillibah
nothing coming up
a bad haiku kind of blurr
so out of practice
by mellie of diddillibah
It's really crunchy
and dry, full of husks and air
popcorn burrito
by Betty LeBomb
in my clumsy haste
i forgot to take credit
for the previous
by ash
hiatus of verse
my skills have lain languishing
till the siren's call
by Anonymous Poet
I have addictions
wrapped up in black velvet cloth
locked behind a door
by Betty LeBomb
it came back to me
something bad that had gone down
sort of like vomit
by ash
as i got older
people said i should grow up
but i haven't yet
by ash
after far too long
turn the medium to heat
let there be haiku
by ash
Sneaky cat was stunned
up on the counter top by
red demon curry
by Betty LeBomb
Off to jog away
a ring of floatation gel
that could lift a saab
by Betty LeBomb
Okay, yes it's brown
and yes it's covered with mold
but it loves me so
by Betty LeBomb
Summer roses bloom
holding their velvet petals
high into the breeze
by Betty LeBomb
These wheels have rusted,
wet belts are now squeaking, but
I'm ready to roll
by Betty LeBomb
Cresting tsunami
Composed of naught but whiskey
Tumbling back to soil
by Maestro of Manhattan
Thank you, Dear Janis
I shall return in due time
I adore your page
by Maestro of Manhattan
The archived poems
They all still exist but the
Search page is broken.
by Janis of Toronto
What in Hell happened
To the index of poems?
Feeling nostalgic.
by Maestro of Manhattan
The trouble with things
The real trouble with things
Oh just nevermind
by Janis of Toronto
Appropriatness
The relaunch of Bad Haiku
Five / Seven / O Five
by Janis of Toronto
so ash...how are you?
can you let me know via
this wonderful site?
by I know even you can figure this one out
So anyway, I
guess haiku lives once again
without william.....
by ash
poor william...fingers must be
itching right now for posting his stupidity
by Anonymous Poet
i must confess, i am William
Nippress as well. I am sorry I have
lied to you all and tried to fool you.
So, cant we just all be friends?
by sexually frustrated
Looks like William Nippress hasn't
brushed his teeth in years and
he also needs to bathe now and
then so he doesn't stink up the
haiku room....
by Hello Kitty
Looks like William Nippress is the
same person hacking the name of
all kinds of people in here and
trying to make them look bad....
what a shame...you must be from
europe or something....
by Hello Kitty
Looks like William Nippress should
go back to where he came from
and leave us respectable haiku
authors alone....
by Hello Kitty
Looks like William Nippress has
been shagged like a cockroach...
by Hello Kitty
"Don't con me Biff!!"
Marty McFly, Back to the Future
circa 1985
by William Nippress
Looks like you were humiliated
Mr. Nippress
by Hello Kitty
Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.
by WILLIAM (ZABADOOEY, BUT OF COURSE YOU ALL KNEW IT WAS ME....) Nippress
Helping me
by William Nippress
it's about counting
seventeen is the number
again and again
by ash
Please write in my name
Since you want competition
You
by William Nippress
Not mine but keep it up
With your help I
by William Nippress
1) ash: 1626
2) William Nippress: 1401
3) Moxie: 1317
by William Nippress
