The wave curls just right.
The tube forms and out you shoot.
Board under your feet.

White caps all around.
The Beast roars as the waves crash.
You, in the middle.

The ride keeps going
As the wave turns to froth and foam.
You

here lies good haiku.
victim of apostrophes.
decapitated.

Hark! The sun breaks through
On this mid-morning of May.
Damn! Too much Shakespeare.

Those damn computers
Cut to ribbon some Haiku
turned them to fragments.

All his talking points
Can

Pompous, Arrogant
A wolf speaks to a flock of sheep.
Cheney can

That old man lying
While the young and able die.
Cheney can

unclaimed space between
with both compulsions supressed
such awkward distance

Tungsten Light inside
Bright enough to hide the dark
From the clouds outside.

Popped a zit today
A mountain on my forehead.
Now a red blemish.

A Haiku, always,
is about nature God made.
Man made Nature, too.

Touch of genius
bssb go for it!
But Oh dear Raydog?

janis janis whoo !
so many people love you
for this thing you do

every sound, all rests
tales told and feelings expressed
kissed with a nice stretch

my trees have these worlds
residents that live within
I will document them

wtf is that???>
a new frosty with coffee????????
I do` SOOOOO LOVE YOUUUUU

tv's not all bad
inspiration duzz come through
and it's so meaty

the mean streets with thugs
and the cops went after a
little girl's chalk art

these hard highways strong
wired and ready to use
vectored desire

twenty-five minutes
late to class, puts head down, sleeps.
A straight F student.

Prom tickets too high
Yearbooks over 100
Pay for memories.

cell-phones and theaters
simply don't go together.
Switch to vibrate, please!

no way- i say sir
i will not play this way sir-
thirty is too much-

it's been awhile
gears sit idle and yes, bored
just not quite sure yet

back ago was then
forward ahead will soon be
so say it is now

red is an apple
yellow is the sun and..then
green is a tree

desire comes in
the door opens and colors
fly about the hall

A tough-talking thug
just keeps talking and talking.
with nothing to show.

ghetto birds whirling
Police in their black riot gear.
-- Typical school day.

it's often the last
resort to sit alone and
just watch the people

welcome as a fresh
wind blows in to shake the sand
and dust off these souls

Twelve and one-half years
Fourty-four thousand haikus
And bad ones at that!

The pleasure of tea
Warm, bitter-sweet in my mouth
Recharge my spirit.

One large cheese pizza
hot and ready for five bucks
What an awesome deal!

Does no one hear me?
Silent cries for help unheard.
Screaming at the blind.

Laser or ink-jet?
Copier and scanner, too?
Too many choices.

A girl I talk to
teases me with her beauty.
Why can't I have her?

Physical contact
with girls can be very nice.
Not if it's your sis.

Red laser pointer.
Blinds me when it hits my eye
Didn't see that one.

5 7 7
7 1 3 4 1 2
is my SSN

It is okay, though.
Just try to steal my ID.
It's safe with LifeLock.

words gushing like flood
oceanic lull disturbed
sky sliced by lightning

Ten more haikus left
Really nine after this one.
So close, yet so far.

How many hiakus
Must a haiku master write
To be a master?

White-out or erase?
Why did I write with a pen?
Glad it's not marker.

Suicide bomber
Promised virgins in heaven
Surprised he's in hell

Pelosi tells lies
about knowledge of "torture"
Why not tell the truth?

Knives, ripping, and pain.
Drip-drop of blood on the floor.
I lost a kidney.

Jingle Bells. Jingle.
Oh what fun it is to ride.
One-horse open sleighs.

Row, row, row your boat
Gently down the stream. Merry.
Life is but a dream.

Stainless Steely Dan
His music has stained my heart.
Tears run down my cheeks.