oh, what is a poem
that does not rhyme with meter?
a haiku, cheater!
by edgar of youngsville, nc
Capitalism
Degrades to socialism
Said Marx correctly
by El of Santa Cruz
bad bad bad haiku
bad bad bad haiku badness
are you still reading?
by bbgsue
art imitates life
but life i need to escape
and art takes me there
by bbgsue
random teardrops rain
hummingbird in the holly
i've got a boner
by Forrest Greene of Wacovia
I can't help but look
Though I want to turn my head
Reality sux
by Jody of MS
Troll enticingly
Impotent lobotomy
Jules Verne's languid grave
by Kwai-Chang Kate of LA LA Land
I flush the toilet
exchange of fluids takes place
turns from green to blue
by Edogh of RB,CA
This movie is long
And has no plot to speak of
Man I have to pee...
by Edogh of RB,CA
I read your Stupid
Real bad Non-rhyming Poem
It is Insipid
by Edogh of RB,CA
The rules exist to
challenge creativity
into finding form.
by ...not to crush it, says snail.
Who pays attention
to the structure of these things?
Expression comes first.
by snail
Haiku horrible?
Brevity is soul of wit
Short po'ms can shine bright
by Jim L of Suwanee, GA
Turtle and frogs on the logs
when I come
they go
by Windy of The moon
To work oft I go
To earn a meager paycheck
Must I go Today?
by brian of florida
seven loose lug nuts
tire comes completly off
have you seen my wheel
by MAC
Fox is too right wing
why do people watch this crap?
Are we all victims?
by Visitor of Winnipeg
Sora running hard
Riku catching Kingdom Hearts
Kairi sitting sad
by Haruka
CNN spouts crap
I cannot watch any more
I guess I'll watch Fox
by Visitor of Winnipeg
While he stands the watch,
We all would gamble below,
for what was not gold.
by Moccasin of Leucadia, CA
And the rain pours down
I'm as worn down as can be
Huddled all alone
by Haruka
Does El know that their
second line contains six beats
do they have a brain?
by anon
My hand is writing
Still my mind is thinking more
How does this thing work?
by D5Pepper of Louisiana
Massive trunk toppled,
wind-torn roots ripped from the earth;
look again - leaves still cling.
by drah cir of next to you
Is it hard writing
Five seven five Haiku?
Don't we all have minds?
by El of Santa Cruz
That ugly baby
So not of my family
We share DNA?
by KateT of SoCal
so you have baby?
children, wonders of the world.
autumn is the bomb.
by the Big Z. of Minneapolis
Urban recipes
Mix fast food and organic
In acid reflux
by KateT of SoCal
they are rule breakers
not following haiku law
these rebels are lame
by five seven five one two three..it is a dance..and if you cannot do it get off the floor or at least show some style
why do i sit here
still browsing this bad haiku
i'll close the window
by sadie of pennsylvania
El is a she who
Values peace of mind over
Others opinions
by El of Santa Cruz
should fortune's lies pass
your hopes could rise from inside
but oh the mind works
by I see in my crystal ball
The wind beckons
The heart welcomes
The Heavens stand silent
by Ironrod
Sun above
Earth below
Smiling children laughing
by Ironrod
Anger provides strength
For the self-aware to bring
Peace into being
by El of Santa Cruz
iaskhimwhyhe
runsthatwaythiswayandthat
sidewalkcracksaregone
by nombre
El is not mad. Why?
I guess he has not been smeared
by poets on web.
by angreisallthesameandIamhe
all are angry now
poets say it loud
mutes think it always
by sanity
Good to find this site
A peaceful delight to write
A disciplined form in light
by El of Santa Cruz
here I am on site
Why all angry I must ask
poets hate their lives
by doody
I write Haiku now;
Sane and quiet eloquence
When I want to scream.
by Lilian
The world needs both types.
Without them, the meek would hide,
never introduced.
by snail
Louder types can bring
us out a bit, leading to
new conversations.
by snail
We struggled to speak,
which was awkward since we all
preferred listening.
by snail
also said introverts
get less introverted when
meeting introverts
by bs
ai. the wreckage of
a hurricane of anger
can leave some debris
by bs
schizophrenic mind
terrible ghosts and windmills
a calm peaceful breeze
by Technokoi of Venice Beach
been away a while
and then i came back again
history repeats
by ash
The four introverts
huddled together to find
peace in the next room.
by snail
Seldom listening,
noisy people talked over
each other and smiled.
by snail was invited
