foul stench? no well aged
you have finally found that
cheese, lost long ago
by Homage
hairless or bushy
as lovely as a flower
vagina is good
by Anonymous Poet
drunken haikuist
went to the tatooist, now
haiku is tatoo
by Homage
Gently I remove
finger from bellybutton
what is that foul stench?
by Anonymous Poet
guess she's not so weird
i psychologically
prepare for phone call
by Guy Montag
life really sucks hard
alternatives suck too, though
bang head on wall now.
by sheena of hell
bubblegum movies
so they have no point who cares
perfect for two blondes
by toodumblonds
haiku-limerick
tradition can suck my dick
rising sun stiff mick
by Homage
not reliable
your love does not pass muster
but so effective
by Homage
love scorched my feathers
alone again I worry
ohh to fly again
by Homage
sorry we missed you
we are back from Toronto
call us again soon
by Monty of Venice
DSN is hard
to work with in a haiku
syllable hogging!
by Homage
it's cool as a moose
eating a watermellon
on a rainy day
by Homage
Another change has
Caused the site to crash and burn
I need DSN
by Janis of Century City
the grass is greener
but gardener is meaner
loose goose gets the blame
by Homage huh?!
yes paxil was good
but serezone was better
erections like stone
by Homage to seratonin
The scent of sawdust
and dandelion paint, a
fresh, sharpened pencil.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune
The rainbow halo
around a lit wick, candle
wax on naked skin.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune
I'm round like the moon,
but I don't see monsters now.
Mixed blessing: Paxil.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune
Artistic, but fat,
intensely creative, but
torture to look at.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune
the city limits
our capabilities
thwarting dialogue
by Homage
the automobile
destroying the public space
democracy dies
by Homage
two girly bunnies
always humping each other
are they doing E?
by Homage to opps!
rabbit gazes through me
unnerving this look she has
ancient yet patient
by Homage
iridescent duck
beautiful and unknowing
swiming through oil slick
by Homage
sing with me machines
we here in this hot basement
are aluminum
by Hollywood Bonfire
my buzz wearing off
i hug my robot butler
'sir please' he buzzes
by Hollywood Bonfire
put down for the count
merely seeking perfection
with my correction
by ash
set the records straight :
i am no haiku nazi
blame the japanese
by ash
i love it! i do!
my profile is a mass of
haiku!! i am free!!
by Guy Montag
i am inspired
haiku is me, and i it
telescope to soul
by Guy Montag
The moment has passed;
The wind still blows, rain still falls
Hell still reigns O'er earth
by Scott of Alton
"Squirming Like a Toad"
I adjust apprehensive
to the new Haiku
by Scott of Alton
Far too hot today.
My moodring changes colors
Without my finger.
by Crime Against Poetry of SoCal
let your feelings out
to complete strangers; that is
bad haiku for you
by Guy Montag
if not insight on
my being, haiku does give
me an outlet... ha ,'/
by Guy Montag
argh... am I trying
to be something im not? screw
it all. what am i?
by Guy Montag
Jennifer I said,
"comparing is odious."
lovely illusions
by scorpionova9
what's my problem? can't
i relate? my looks? what gives?
not sociopath!!!!!!!!!!
by Guy Montag
ash i must relent
it works this five seven five!
leaves begin to fall
by Homage to Ash
our society
male violence glorified
testosterone rules
by Homage to change
if i repeat "ash"
countless times and even more
ringing in ears stops
Muahahahaha!
by Homage to Anthony Hopkins
the mountain rises
endlessly before us all
ash counts step by step
by Homage to Ash
Ash calls my haiku
too bad to be bad haiku
happy? sad? I type on
by Homage to Ash
do not worry if
bad haikuist cannot count
assholes suck ass hair
by Homage to all
it looks like ice-cream
and it tastes like ice-cream
but no Ash says shit
by Homage to Ash, wholly
ok ok we did not
know that even bad haiku
must kiss ass suck rules
by Homage to holy Ash
too true, too true! five
i think they just guess! seven
meaningful, though. five
by Guy Montag
read the title dudes
unless it's 5 7 5
it's bad something else
by ash
unaccountably
the current crop of poets
cannot hold a count
by ash
