I doze sitting up
Lest I fall into deep sleep
Still have much to do
by William Nippress
obsession hovers
practical inner musing
governs fixation
by Kiralli of Berkshire Hills
I have to sleep now
My desk, my work, has to wait
Cannot fight it more
by William Nippress
Slumped in my chair
Exhausted through lack of sleep
I stay my passion
by William Nippress
Holding her feels good
I
by William Nippress
But a chance to kiss
Those red lips so soft and warm
The slightest brushed touch
by William Nippress
I must not give way
My wild impulse to kiss her
Would spoil every thing
by William Nippress
Every nerve end
Tingling at the thought of her
Soft inviting lips
by William Nippress
I have to let go
Her interest is dancing
Not in a romance
by William Nippress
Walk softly at dawn
Sleeping lights Opaque ghostly
Thoughts turn to Lorna
by William Nippress
Lovely Lorna
by William Nippress
Dogs had opp ok
Lump done and removed 8 teeth
Poor sod will be sore
by William Nippress
Memories slipping
The past no longer maters
Ties slowly dwindle
by Anonymous Poet
so long ago now
the last time we said good-bye
i don't remember
by ash
Fuzzy bunny pics
are eating away at my
laptop battery
by Betty LeBomb
Tedious classes
left today short on patience
and long on vodka
by Betty LeBomb
Bright red sub sandwich
glows ominously outside
hole cut in my wall
by Betty LeBomb
Idle rigmarole
Is seldom notably droll
Yet remains my role
by Lush
Give us a break, ash
Weak as 'tis, irony still
Maestro/Lush await.
by Lush
you might think it's bliss
narcotics are such a yawn
i wouldn't bother
by ash
I'd as lief be killed
by a nuculear blast than
by a hand grenade
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
tongue sliding on skin
quickened heart beat pounds within
knock knock please come in
by Anonymous Poet
The drum beats
supporters cheer we all feel invincible
Ronaldhino scored
by M*G
Oxycontin crushed,
Simmered and then injected
Prescription for bliss
by Lush
Coffee break at two
Good Christ, my epidermis!
Do not drink and drive.
by Julie
a final drip falls
fleeing the last icicle
spring music awaits
by Kiralli of Berkshire Hills
Up at 5am
Fighting overwhelming urge
To return to bed.
by Julie
I danced Bachata
Close hold, that
by William Nippress
Haiku
by William Nippress
The last one
by Get a grip take yourself in hand
Passion grows within
I look at her heaving breasts
Her lips are on fire
by Too much chilli?
Nothing much to say
One line, two lines, then one more
This is bad haiku
by Aditya
My cat can lay eggs
ahoy mighty meadow lark
my cat can lay eggs
by Betty LeBomb
Vernal equinox
Pal of USA, bollocks!
Pretentious display
by Lush
Relax in a bath
I hope I don't fall asleep
But that would feel good
by insomniac
I have never seen
so much water, moss, yard fish
a christmas so green
by Betty LeBomb
Even the smallest
puddles in the street eat cars
they don't mess around
by Betty LeBomb
The moss green sidewalks
are slowly becoming brown
the rain will stop soon
by Betty LeBomb
smoldering glances
scorch the air in between us
anticipation
by Anonymous Poet
after breakfast and
before lunch, I usually
have elevenses
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
Steamy windows
her lips are kissed
She says nothing
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Fight we shall
in picturesque shade
of the Persian arrows
Picturesque
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Now that The Word
appeared in the Press
Nobody knows
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Be back in my heart
like tomorrow
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
must have a season
or otherwise it's senryu
this is not haiku
by Pal of USA
Alone in office
Rhythmless dancing ensues
Kinda like Elaine
by Julie of work
All my friends are young
Don
by Anonymous Poet
Girl and radio
Both solitary singers
A blush no-one hears.
by Julie of Orlando
The last three lovers
Were 20, 10 and 30
Years younger than me
by I kid you not
So bored here at work
Make use of company time
Writing bad haiku.
by Julie of Orlando
