The hose on the roof
Is not to be confused with
The hoes on the street
by Janis
Maybe, to make her
a bit more angry I should,
spell it S h eLIA
by Stan Kho
Sheila, the deserter.
Left EVERYONE in tow,
including her dead father.
by Stan Kho
Sheila is now dead,
In the abandonment of
all that she ever knew.
by Stan Kho
The thing about plants
Is that they don't like to move
That's why they're called plants
by Janis of Toronto
bad haiku by ash
salsa dancing jimila
tango and lorna
by mellie
I said it before
But I will say it again
You
by William Nippress of Nemesis
Standards gone down loads
Bad haiku was
by William Nippress of Nemesis
The sirens are singing
I follow them
"You
by Mara of Vancity, Canada
Listen up Al Gore.
Here's "An Inconvenient Truth:"
You're not viable.
by Lush
I proclaim, "Get those
mutherfuckin' snakes off this
mutherfuckin' plane"
by Janis of Toronto
oh man in the moon
stop giggling you foolish clown
as world goes gaga
by man from the jungle of Austria
Stupidity reigns
From land of the rising sun
Came that spammer bot
by Janis
Your leaden mud walks.
Prayers fall then a priest wakes.
Black blue water burns.
by Anonymous Poet
A journey hates earth.
Returned fish turn and priests walk.
Hairs set but cold walks.
by Anonymous Poet
Blue, green hands return.
Twisting nuns clash the towers.
Delicate clouds run.
by Anonymous Poet
Must pronounce them right:
mathematics family,
family mathematics.
by MyGoodFriend
Cold sets ugly sheep.
The fish loiter or mud falls.
Stupidity waits.
by Anonymous Poet
It's not metaphor
I know why the caged bird sings
Innate, not plaintive
by Lush
Some spam is tasty
I'm way into "teen fisting"
To the elbow kids!
by Lush
Mud roughly hunts smoke.
Good cold hates a plundered spice.
Cruelly, ships burn.
by Anonymous Poet
Hairs walk then truth plays.
Broken empty angels wake.
Blossom strokes summer.
by Anonymous Poet
The arrows bend pears.
Love returns then the eyes wake.
A petal scolds breasts.
by Anonymous Poet
Fucking spammer bot
you make me see red you do
I hate you to bits
by Janis of Grrrrr
Earth splashes yet triumphs break.
Fair plundered angels retire.
Wonder turns the birds.
by Anonymous Poet
Lemons kiss wonder.
Pianos slip for pears wait.
Small flustered mouths splash.
by Anonymous Poet
Truth turns a kind knight.
Operas recognise nuns.
Joy eats ugly leaves.
by Anonymous Poet
Armies fear duets.
Cruel blossom carouses.
Shortly, red eyes burn.
by Anonymous Poet
Silver angels set.
A slick judge greenly breaks rain.
Wonder moves a spice.
by Anonymous Poet
The stanzas walk.
A walked army startles spring.
Rain splashes a sheep.
by Anonymous Poet
Journeys break vampires.
Apples bite indifference.
A young priest starts girls.
by Anonymous Poet
Played cruel hail walks.
Returning empty knights set.
Priests walk or fear waits.
by Anonymous Poet
Indifference burns.
A huge candle bends water.
Full fluttered hell turns.
by Anonymous Poet
Your leaden mud walks.
Prayers fall then a priest wakes.
Black blue water burns.
by Anonymous Poet
A butterfly works.
A cat sets but summer burns.
Love melts white frogs.
by Anonymous Poet
The mouths diminish.
Tepid hard eagerness falls.
The leaves love heaven.
by Anonymous Poet
Sad earth splashes.
Journeys fall and midnight wakes.
The plundered sheep slip.
by Haiku Gen
Stanzas catch the girls.
Stupidity scolds papers.
A hand burns the pears.
by Anonymous Poet
The flowers loiter.
Ignorantly, the men walk.
Nuns catch walked vampires.
by Anonymous Poet
A sad, fair frog works.
A slick lover sprouts armies.
Ice offers a star.
by Haiku Gen
Fair, slick ice loiters.
Lemons wake for frogs play.
Lakes work or nuns burn.
by Haiku Gen
A tree breaks heaven.
Twisted yellow wisdom breaks.
The arrows retire.
by Haiku Gen
"Find one suitable
Only when you stop looking"
Correct amundo!
***
Sheesh, still waitin for Jenny
I am trouble bored
by now shit yeah
by Anonymous Poet
O'er the smog filled skies
Underneath the bear costumes
Tiny elves redux
by Janis of Toronto
Fear the antichrist
For she doth walk among us
It's Katie Couric
by Lush
If you average
5-7-5, you get the same
as 6-6-6. Fun.
by Damien
Love is a disease
Like Malaria, once struck
Never really cured
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
off to adelaide
that's twice in under a year
the most in decades
by ash
it's raining again
the skies awash with rainbows
driftwood on the beach
by ash
Too late G W B
He was born some time ago
He
by Devils advocate of Shivering in bed
