emo's like to cry
there so sad and want to die.
and wear eyeliner
by marsha mellow of a filing cabinet?
Languid, nude skin screams
Joyfully undress secrets
Bare smooth breasts entice
by Mighty meaty matey
The succession starts
Springs early awakening
White snowdrop carpet
by William Nippress
Cherry blossoms fall
snow upon the sidewalk. my
love is for haiku
by Betty LeBomb
Marriage is much like
a basketball. Orange and
round, covered with bumps
by Betty LeBomb
Tree frogs signalling
mother fuckers cut me off
don't have right of way
by Betty LeBomb
I'll-take-another
an onomatopoeia
when said slowly slurred
by Betty LeBomb
Parasitic worm
is controlling my thinking
gonna make me drink
by Betty LeBomb
Stutterous bumble,
a rat-at-at tumble down
phonetic phumbler.
by Mel Venus of Folk Land
Drawn taut like a bow
shoulder blades almost touching
can't code anymore
by Betty LeBomb
Lint trap signaling
I'm left with a soggy mess
dryer's on the broke
by Betty LeBomb
Panoptical world
is the watcher aware?
I was
by Mob of Scotland
tree frogs signaling
unstopping choir chanting spring
coldbloods warm... warmbloods
by Kiralli of Berkshire Hills
Cute
Though burdensome
Someone's cuter
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
My word hits them
They run like the truth
From consequences
by Milos Vujasinovic of My word hits them
Black widow she ain't
taking off
w/ Husband slayers
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Hip here lizerd lizerd
mah poke is wearing thin
Could you shed some skin
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Romans, Huns and Ottomans
Small fry for those
Who stole my wife
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Heck, indicient proposal
will take his wife
Willy Nilly
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
hola' hovito
drug selling to rap singing
crapulous old fool
by Steve Stevenson of Guam
Patton had a Willie
Babe and Baxter were just silly
Princess Anne's bit them dudes
And Bud is for Spuds
by Milos Vujasinovic of Correkshun, Serbia
Serbian New Riches
collecting their toys
They spare nuns
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Riding with Custer
into the prairie Sun
Blasting ocean waves
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
Patton had a Willie
Baby was just silly
Princess Anne's bit them dudes
And Bud is for Spuds
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
feeling nostalgic
leafing through your old letters
i wish you were here
by ash
spring nips at our backs
yet the asshole squints unwashed
someone grab the hose
by psarah
I saw.
I conquered.
I came.
by Julius seized her
Jumping on his back,
Gollum destroys Frodo
by Pokeaman of Sodom
Sweet Lord! I need pain!
Bleeding from my twistedness.
It makes me feel real.
by Mr Happy
her soft round buttocks
crave the sting of His harsh hand
the pain is so sweet
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
rhythmic paddle smacks
against her firm round bottom
flesh turns pink, then red
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
sensual spanking
His hand slaps her round bottom
pink handprints appear
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
To the pub tonight
Meat a woman, no knickers
Not spelling mistake
by Mighty meaty matey
Sometimes life is tough
because I can
by Doughy MacGoughy of Slough
Writing bad haiku
Don't want to follow the rules
This line is short.
by Anonymous Poet
School takes too much time
Give me a pit stop for five
Treasure all of them
by Left-Hand Trump of cell block 1138
I live on a boat.
My neighbor is a dolphin.
I call him Skippy.
by Mad Ken
Bappetybappetybapptybap
Whumpawhumpawhumpa
El Camino, His Excellency
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
No soup for you
No gals in Serbia
For the Serbs
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
unbelievable
gastroenterological
examination
by Anonymous Poet
Trekkies are the shiyat
Be at 1 w/ them
Transcedence
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
A 'Lost in Space' fan
I found myself ostracized by
obessive Trekkies
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
Sumguy from Sumwhere
Could see your reply
What was you gonna say?
by Milos Vujasinovic of Belgrade, Serbia
From the Bridge of Sighs,
we both take a dump upstream,
pinch at the same time.
>
At the downstream side,
we lean over to watch for
whose log floats out first.
by a game of poo sticks
nah u shut up u
by Anonymous Poet
Yeah what about it??
by Anonymous Poet
