scandalous gossip
unpublished hush history
Procopius work
by anecdote
Holding on? Let go?
How do I judge the right time?
Anyway I lose
by William Nippress
Your eyes betray you
Your thoughts cannot stay hidden
Your eyes tell me all
*
They smile they are sad
An instant of emotions
Held for all to see
by William Nippress
Looking for comfort
I slide my hand into yours
This sacred shared touch
by William Nippress
love enough.forever
side together ..stranger ways
with another..time
by in .. time .. &
fancy your ideals
a creation of vision
melody music
by imagination
todays dishwater
rolls over hands that will
caress your breast later.
by Anonymous Poet
oh zabadooey
with such a short time to star
till janis deletes
by ash
often brilliant eyes
various and delicate
is beauty lace wing
by neuropterous
Quiet borderland
Between starting a Haiku
Nothing comes, dread hush
*
Need inspiration
My thoughts turn to idiots
They write without thought!
by William Nippress
Popular demand?
For such a brief appearance
Must cost an ego
by By Zabadoooooe
Naked I gambol
Amid heather and brambles
My skin in shambles
by Lush
Beautiful woman
Sally is my new partner
We
by Anonymous Poet
Pounding sound of rain
Natural sounds of the world
Its flat roof music
by William Nippress
The words
by But whats my name
fancy handkerchief
happens to be bass player's
own index finger
by booger watcher
Delicious flatus,
first fart of this bright new day;
hint of tomatoes
by chessbored
early bird gets worms
but it seems the second mouse
always gets the cheeeez
by hum
'Pop!' goes the weasel
which is really pretty weird
wouldn't you agree?
by chessbored of ..
it's hard to juggle
too many balls in the air
but worse when one pops
by chessbored of stressed
real consequences,
real people's lives, real problems;
self-satisfying shit
by chessbored of nice guys finish last
why so sinister?
a real fly in the ointment,
your heart is black ice
by chessbored of ...
You think yours is bad
Get a load of these haikus
I think you're clever
by kbd
amazing conceit,
use people as means to an end?
go and fuck yourself
by chessbored of pissed off
THAI COUP HAIKU
Under martial law
At least the streets will be safe
And the king is loved.
by jp
knowingly misled
ruthless lying exploiter
plays games with real lives
by chessbored of shove your job up your arse
Words, we need to hear
by But whats my name
Falsely, lovers work.
Birds fairly catch an angel.
Perfumed blossom works.
by Haiku for You
Tepid, small heat lurks.
Summer wastes fearing hatred.
Perhaps, tarmac walks.
by Taro Tamagochi
If I could go back
And change one thing from my past
I'd pick conception
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
I often wonder
smart people putting us on
or imbeciles mean it
*
take out my planner
big note to self ~ tomorrow
be spontaneous
by angel and u know it
With blind conviction
We see the thing we love most
With unseeing eyes
*
Obsessive, certain
Our fixation unheeding
All common sense gone
by William Nippress
Have you read this lot?
For gods sake write something good
It
by Engage brain before typing of But whats my name
Trekki question one.
Who do you prefer, James Kirk
or Jean-Luc Picard?
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
ever get the feel
that you being told "get lost"
or being ignored ??
hmm
well..
all i gotta say is..
na na na na na
your daddy's an alcoholic..and
momma's on welfare ..
by down to your level
For a friend upon dropping her phone in the toilet:
Crystal with her phone
Holds the poo-poo to her face
Hello there, Feces?
by Somethingunique8 of Springfield, MO
devours all things
final arguments chosen
on top the altar
by gigue
Thy tea is bad
Oh bright demon
But for tea we are glad
by Floating Leaf
you supply me with sum
I'll gratefully give summ back
1 + 1 is 2
by batman
graphic depictions
cinematic viloence
Theatre Salon
by Grand Guignol
Some were bad some good
Some of my past works attacked
Why castigated?
by But what
waterloo sunset .
i die because i'm living . . .
oh! god! it's Kinky!
by quicksand peace of Worm Hole
a pork chop sandwich
with coleslaw and apple sauce
now that's good eaten'
by crimson mind of phx, az
poor miller's daughter
the straw must be turned into gold
guess my name he sang
by Rumplestiltskin
No criticism
Writing under pseudonyms
Some of my best work
by But what
traces of death..grim
BANNED form my video store
prob-bly for the best
by I have a nice butt :)
Brent: what do we care?
Scarlett: Fiddle- dee- dee, war
Rhett :Frankly my dear....
by with the wind
Je vais, Tu vas, Il/
Elle/On va, Nous allons, Vous
Allez, Ils/elles vont.
by Phlegmée
Eating much funghi
I see rainbow-halo'ed moon
And green face-flowers.
by Phlegmy of Hallucination
Play the game of life?
Some say the dice are loaded;
my dice say 'Boggle'
by chessbored of square pegs and round holes
