my mistakes
the past
untied

rain drops splash river
in a furious salute
to turbulent skies

a tower of ice
in dry arid land, becomes
a crystal palace

silly disciples -
seeing patterns in the sand
as words carved in stone

canals murky depths
concealed by tinted glass-
flowin in the breeze

the canals water
shivers against night sky - city comes alive

the city shivers
in the canals dark water -
which one is for me

babies make so much
ridiculously more sense
than college let's go.

let's ride the wave of
indigestion until we
fall on the floor dead.

i really love you
i really hate convention
let's marry and go.

I'm hogging the soap
box, I need to get down right now
many apologies all

our generation
found meaning in media
our mythology

we'll send some plows up
just send more tim hortons down
here if you would please

I honestly want
to move to canada well
because of real good beer

Middle of March and
the collected snow
still up to the knees

though i'm pretty flex
about the syllable count
generally

ya sorry black sheep
but if the free verse gets too long
it will get removed

haiku is meant to
distill something but some things
need to be shown, not

i wonder how you
people would handle things if
you went on faith, as

consider real life
though, people live in present
tense, can't see future

we are short sighted all of us

it's really also
quite simple, people like to hog
the god damn soap box

in the end the word
comes down to the site mistress
and she decides, drat

dusty cannon balls
lay in the fields of time-
old man's open eyes

Tormented dogs bark
Spoiling our tranquillity
Should we neuter them?

why read the free verse?
like dog poop on a sidewalk
skip over that shit

it's really simple
a haiku is a haiku
or else it isn't

mindless socialists
declaring political
correctness of verse

I think one can take
themselves too seriously
and miss out on points

I think haiku should
be the way we all speak like
a game on who's line

in desperation
will it matter if one plays
by pharisee rules?

the discord of style
often meets strict guide lines
play long enough, break them

sometimes they rely
on a clockwork orange to
get what the want, ciao

search function: broken
old haiku: cannot be found
database mangled?

syllable filter
would be great for those of us
who sometimes can't count

"Where did the cheese go"
Said the venerable Gene Ween
Reply? "I don't know"

Perhaps what we need
Is a syllable filter
That rejects free verse

what part of "haiku"
don't you mutherfuckers get?
the "hai" or the "ku"

styles are very well
tastes develop as one gets
used to some new style

I'm trying to get
my life in order so I
can live it better

I'll have my brains, fried
scrambled, with a side of diss
order, chaos, and

perhaps some home fries too

one asked the other
did you the day come up
Yawn~ and stiff peaks too

life inside or out
makes no difference unless
you see it as good

gross tick but don't remove
it's presence has redemption
just doing it's job

anyhow, good bye
for now, I expect the um
usual critique

or threats to what
I love from shallow rapper
wanna bes I literally

want to find and hurt
and hear them say "oop oop
what u do that for brotha
i is just joking..."

makes you wanna burn
a cross somewhere doesn't it out of sheer frustration
but that's the wrong course of action fo' sure

when a routine is
threatened by addicts they lash
out blind at us all

we all have routines
habits, dances, drugs, faiths, works
they are familiar

cs lewis to the greek word
storge, from the four loves
I think 575 posse sounds

pretty dumb but,
I suppose

willy is a dance
man, I don't know the art but
I am curious

rappers fight with words
and when you dis each other
that's like a rapper

so naturally 50 cent knockoffs follow in your wake

will, lush, janis, zaba...
and so on, through the years we
see you grow and change...

amen

I have had a lot
of bad shit happen in life
and idiots show

up during the bad
times and just attack, I want
to hurt them first like

the rapper guy on the 29th there, sorry about the
not fitting into the format

guys, my life is not
a game, and Jesus's name
casts your pride
out little gangsta

in the name of Jesus
you cannot glock Him
you cannot mock him

you say peace out
make the gangsta moves
he takes the reminder

you reap what you sow
nigga, amen