from pulse to the lie
one's ice now is liquescent
escape the lips, come

Just Googled myself
Returns most disappointing
I'm a vast loser

can't say what happened
maybe i ran out of words
or inspiration

To lay in your arms
Warm, skin to soft skin
Beautiful woman
*
Your natural self
Nurturing, Comforting love
Your gift to mankind

He

Dash them off at speed
Taking time they

Dew on long green leaves
Rhinestone dressing in the sun
Short lived beautiful
*
Slow wheeling red kite
Arrogantly gliding high
Harried by a crow
*
Clear sunny morning
Out from my window I see
Earths gifts to all men
*
Free to all, enjoy!
Ours is brief, blink of an eye
Life

once he lays me down
i will be free.. free freefree

no more need fo rme

I've got to be free..we
reflections in the waves spark
some happy some sad

silly ass bastard
leave a meassage after beep
fly it up your ass

wonder anyway shit
I'm doing the best I ever did
now @$#^%^ go away !!!

cenote cenote in
sinkhole hell deliver sin
a pool at the bottom

terminal war
far away guess it took away
died cried soul .now fade

bound down bass drive down
one day recognize .sister
look at me now. rebel

highest point attained
Victorian social scene
dizzying it is

Weekend box office
Jackass two was number one
Should we be worried?

my bad haiku is
not necessarily a
bad haiku perhaps.

maybe it's a really
bad rushed together tanka?

little red numbers
like flame hot sprinkles on ice
they tickle my twit

do you find lessons
in all man's incomprehension
life curriculum

Priests are so dam sure
Its others are wrong, not us!
Kill them! for our god
*
It

Wistful countryside
Dull greens and smoke yellows
Far vistas mist veiled
*
How should I feel here?
Myself insignificant
A part and no more
*
All Mans arrogance
Earths priests force us to believe
Everything for us
*
Question my function
Do we have a true purpose?
For what am I here?
*
Am I pivotal?
What I to the universe?
Inconsequential?

scandalous gossip
unpublished hush history
Procopius work

Holding on? Let go?
How do I judge the right time?
Anyway I lose

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

Looking for comfort
I slide my hand into yours
This sacred shared touch

love enough.forever
side together ..stranger ways
with another..time

fancy your ideals
a creation of vision
melody music

todays dishwater
rolls over hands that will
caress your breast later.

oh zabadooey
with such a short time to star
till janis deletes

often brilliant eyes
various and delicate
is beauty lace wing

Quiet borderland
Between starting a Haiku
Nothing comes, dread hush
*
Need inspiration
My thoughts turn to idiots
They write without thought!

Popular demand?
For such a brief appearance
Must cost an ego

Naked I gambol
Amid heather and brambles
My skin in shambles

Beautiful woman
Sally is my new partner
We

Pounding sound of rain
Natural sounds of the world
Its flat roof music

The words

fancy handkerchief
happens to be bass player's
own index finger

Delicious flatus,
first fart of this bright new day;
hint of tomatoes

early bird gets worms
but it seems the second mouse
always gets the cheeeez

'Pop!' goes the weasel
which is really pretty weird
wouldn't you agree?

it's hard to juggle
too many balls in the air
but worse when one pops

real consequences,
real people's lives, real problems;
self-satisfying shit

why so sinister?
a real fly in the ointment,
your heart is black ice

You think yours is bad
Get a load of these haikus
I think you're clever

amazing conceit,
use people as means to an end?
go and fuck yourself

THAI COUP HAIKU
Under martial law
At least the streets will be safe
And the king is loved.

knowingly misled
ruthless lying exploiter
plays games with real lives

Words, we need to hear

Falsely, lovers work.
Birds fairly catch an angel.
Perfumed blossom works.

Tepid, small heat lurks.
Summer wastes fearing hatred.
Perhaps, tarmac walks.