I've not much to say
your life's so interesting..
and it stays that way

why debate just ig...
just say your peace and go but
they say theirs as well

encompassed a mile
gravel slide beneath the wheels
still looking for signs

I'm off to Paris
With the artist Soryna
Not heard of her yet?

Her skin is so black
Tall and elegant dancer
From Caracou isle

"I was in caracou"
I was there this august time
I described her town

We laugh and we dance
said "She'll come to bed with me"
Man I love travel

light from the low sun
Colours are like old sepia
Casting long shadows

"Bad" haiku works when
security allows for
creative freedom.

emptied beer cans strewn
amid spilled wine carafes... swoon
vomit at the moon

A feeble debate
Whilst marionettes conflate
Sooner masturbate

Bad Haiku, first rule:
Don't sumbit sublime poems.
Vince seems unctuous.

a lonely evening
ends with appreciation
thanks, you made my day

Vince is a genius,
in case anyone had doubts.
That "stars" poem rocks.

I'm glad he doesn't
use his computer for fun.
My secrets are safe.

tan young beauty skates
vagabond crooning badly
tourists mostly spent

consecrated space
frenzied by a deity
the fanatic zone

well they are getting
better so I feel like I
have to raise my bar...

I read bad haiku
and almost every day
some are good some bad

Vince. Liked the haiku
Challenging our perceptions
Depth and thoughtfulness

Learn to follow, trust
Dancing's about connection
Mental, physical

i collect those stars
but i keep them in the sky
where there is more space

Is ballroom dancing
difficult? I'm afraid to
trip over his feet.

Tomorrow he plans
to touch me for the first time,
teaching me to dance.

I don't know for sure
who the competition is.
I hope he picks me.

Always far away,
maybe you can avoid bills.
Become a nomad.

it hits the fan, the
tower falls, crashing, and all
say the mantra...sh-

slow car takes uphill
burdened by bumper stickers
collecting stray thoughts

In this world of ours
There are givers and takers
I give till it hurts

we have tyo decide
what we want in life that's all
travel or pay bills

You get to travel
whenever you please, it seems.
I wish I could go.

I'm off to Paris
A long weekend of pleasure
Who's comming with me?

I laughed till I choked
Sums up human condition
In just four haiku's

That's what they told me
when I fell from a bar stool.
"You're one of us now."

you're on the record
we all have haiku like that
now you're one of us

I'd like to take back
the last haiku that I wrote.
I get in strange moods.

perseveration
it's a symptom, not haiku
take the medicine

Erotic writing
experiments make me so
wet my pussy drips.

hampered by limits
each haiku reflects pages
of unfinished dreams

Haiku
So, so bad
Haiku

the unknown poet
come and fuck with bad haiku
you love us long time

My gentle artist:
delicate, sensitive and
hopefully not gay.

I hope I don't start
shaking when he touches me
to teach me dancing.

My nervous mantra:
Please let it be a date. Please
let it be a date.

I close my eyes, breathe,
focus on the stillness to
push down my feelings.

how long will it last
the bad moods, the good, like the
seasons, weather...or not

and why did it put
something on here twice, egads
does it need oil check?

the world has fallen
out from my feet, and I am
spinning in orbit

the world has fallen
out from my feet, and I am
spinning in orbit

I only like rain
when I am indoors. It sounds
better than it feels.

Vince, I love that one.
It says so much so simply.
Keep up the good work.

Hawaiian shirt day
I wear them so damn much though
Friday every day