a "feel good oldie"?
jose feliciano
reading braille i guess
by ash
 
			
hallucinogens
psychotic ideation
colours and trismus
by ash
 
			
"Hee haw club?" Where you
eat "this thing" every week? sounds
damn bizarre to me
by Guy Montag
 
			
Spitermonkey. He
is a grumpy old man. That's
why I love him so.
by Guy Montag
 
			
its just wrong to call
take a letter maria
a "feel good oldie"
by come on get happy
 
			
wrapped tight in my sheet
safe from swarming cockroaches
but needing a drink
by come on get happy
 
			
tequila haiku
linger on to embarrass
need archive cleaner
by Homage
 
			
Lofty, pungent stench
Eyes burn, stomach turns, gagging
Who took off their shoes?
by Butch
 
			
A door closes.  The
weight of sunlight compresses
the breath in my chest.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune 
 
			
Fadette, my pet rat,
is a hairless beauty, soft
with lovely pink skin.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune 
 
			
On the internet, 
you, too, can become a slim,
green-eyed young vixen.
by Kimberly Dawn Sowell of Naiad, Neptune 
 
			
Your suggestions are
Soon to be implemented
A work in progress
by Janis of Centruy City, CA 
 
			
A good search engine
Is currently being made
To make it all good
by Janis of Centruy City, CA 
 
			
Or how about dates?
Drop-down windows by the 1st
of every month...
by Erik of Paris 
 
			
A drop-down window
Could solve problem by "jumping"
by the 500s...
by Erik of Paris 
 
			
Older system was
Quicker to go far back in
Archive database
by Erik of Paris 
 
			
Older system was
Quicker to go far back in
Archive database 
We need a !
by Erik of Paris 
 
			
Miss that mile-long scroll
Much faster search older poems
Bring some compromise!
by Erik of Paris 
 
			
A drivers permit
beer and wings and a few friends
and a weird space bag.
by Monty Hall of Venice 
 
			
What will tonight bring
maybe our waitress will know
or perhaps Neil Young.
by Monty of Venice 
 
			
she grows lovelier
every time I gaze at her
one more beer should do
by Butch
 
			
An ode to Joe, my
precious scout, killed by a zerg
drone. poor little probe 
by Guy Montag
 
			
To John! In biding
his time, he finds strength to build
a Sea Colony.
by Alex Trebek of Santa Monica, CA 
 
			
Ode to our friend John
whos mother just passed away
have another beer
by Monty Hall of Venice 
 
			
the one line haiku
by haikuin racoon
 
			
nothing is finer
than a lovely vagina
hope we can meet soon
by Homage
 
			
vagina is good!
though chubby pussy is best
but any will do
by Homage
 
			
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!