One Two Three Four Five
One Two Three Four Five Six Seven
One Two Three Four Five
by Mick Minh of Australia
the last peony
barren of blossoms wavers
in the breeze at dusk
by mount madonna mama
Prolific Haik You
Prefers scatalogical
Images, it seems.
by Haiku Hacker
Jason, please tell us:
Is your boil all better now?
Which solution worked?
by Haiku Hacker
Be careful, Haik You.
What goes around, comes around.
Would YOU like a boil?
by Haiku Hacker
Images of pus
Coming from your stanky butt
Now we're on a roll!
by Haik You
Hot, hurtful pocket
Warm compresses help, but I
Suggest you lance it.
by Haiku Hacker
Oh sore, painful boil
It's very painful to sit
Topical cream, please?
by Jason of Your Town, USA
Most TV sucks, but
"Who's Line Is It Anyway?"
Really makes me laugh
by Haiku Hacker
The Berenstain Bears
Beat Nickelodeon's trash
For teaching values
by Haiku Hacker
Seven-year-old Sarah
Says "You're not the boss of me"
Delusions of youth
by Haiku Hacker
Good respirations
My lungs are clear and open
No breathing tubes, please!
by Haiku Hacker
Bush is a killer
Gore is a nasty landlord
Hmmm... Gore gets my vote.
by Haiku Hacker
Syllables easy
Create unique meaning hard
I prefer easy.
by Haiku Hacker
Madonna Mama--
Such disgusting imagery
Now, that's more like it!
by Haik You
Ingmar Bergman flicks
Put me right to f***ing sleep
--Swedish lullabye?
by Haik You
foul malignancy
metastatic disaster
organ titanic
by ash
hack up a big smurf
respiratory therapy
noble profession
by mount madonna mama
With all due respect,
I feel compelled to declare
"You're missing the point"
by Haik You
Hate to tell you, but
Most of your haikus are not
Really all that bad
by Haik You
purring warmly low
exquisite accessory
personal heater
by ash
bloody english wags
thinking they are so clever
supercilious hags
by Anonymous Poet
Al Gore is My Man
McCain is Merely Third Rate
to Second Rate Bush
by Anonymous Poet
I invented the
Internet. Really, I did!
Mine, I say, all mine!
by Al Gore of Washington,
stayin' up late at night
I see no stars in the sky
no hope in my heart
by kyoko from Japan
sex in a bucket
fun for the fly and the fish
i am an addict
by Nembocratious
i am the whore's friend
she eats me alive like stew
and i will rejoice
by Nembocratious
squeegee my buttocks
burn my skin with sex and ash
girl is a pyro
by Nembocratious
incarcerated
prisoner of the bottom line
fiscal servitude
by ash
sputum phlem and snot
use a tube to suck it out
it's fabulous work
by mount madonna mama
Tomorrow he comes
Back to where I am living
Wonder if he'll call
by Jane of Princeton,
Sorry about that
Don't know what came over me!
I meant no offense
by Haik You of Anywhere, Buthere
I censored myself
Out of respect for you all
(buncha f***ing prudes!)
by Haik You of Gomorrah, Gonorrhea
I know...my haiku's
All over the f***ing place
--Schizophrenia?
by Haik You of All Over, Thef***ingplace
Am I a pervert?
I'd like to watch Britney Spears
Eat a banana
by Haik You of Abu Dhabi, Africa
I'm here to waste time
And for some entertainment
And not "for art's sake"
by Haik You of Sodom, Promised Land
I'm bored with this site
The haiku here have become
Way too serious
by Haik You of Dullsville, USA
Here's an idea --
"Let's kill all the lawyers," then
Bill them for our time!
by Haik You of Suc Muc Dik, Vietnam
Are you ill, my friend?
What could make one want to sniff
Scum between ones toes?
by Haik You of Yodaville, Dagobah
to lint in my toes smells bad
Ear wax in my ears feels good
Oh my god i'm bored
by Tommy Steele
Rain, drops of sorrow
Fresh and musty smells are new
Drip, drop, Endlessly
by Tommy Steele
Rubber boots are fun
Splashing in giant puddles
Soaked head to toe
by Tommy Steele
you there you tried hard
to run you used to stalk me
we render your parts
by basho-elgrande
paper or plastic
paper or plastic paper
or plastic paper or.... choose!
by basho-matique
My jeanshorts get stressed
By the thoughts of a woman
"Thumbing" for a ride
by Scott of Alton,
Our Forefathers fought
Struggled, and some of them died
For their kids future
Today we henpeck,
Complicating ev'rything
Why don't we just breathe
by Scott of Alton,
My son says I have
Earlucinations when I
Hear Things! He is 5
Kids say the darndest
Most extraordinary Things
They are why I Live
by Scott of Alton,
Sediment Layers
Tell of such great histories
But Layers must Lay
by Scott of Alton,
An ode to the old
Ken, Ash, Shag, Scrunt, Gramp and Bon
Thou Art was true Art
by Scott of Alton,
The old wind smells sweet,
Unlike the fowl artless waft
That churns o'er this site.
by Scott of Alton,
