when you are mentioned
i burst foul language and wailed
they chewed thoughtfully

in my medicine cabinet,
the winter fly,
has died of old age

in my medicine cabinet,
the winter fly has died,
of old age

Fair enough, pont taken,
this will be the last such post, but I search for pictures to be painted in my mind and all I find is converation...

Correct me if I'm wrong
But this is a site for bad poem.
So bad, they're good.

Don't need a lecture
Don't need a few good pointers
I'll blaze my own path.
Like Issa and Bashuo had to do.
Suck? yes. Having fun? You bet.

can't make you love me
by breathing, i'll let you down
i'll do it again

(pardon my focus
if you want more frogs and ponds
try coloring books)

grabbed my mike onstage
told me bashu is THE BEST
is that you, kanye?

By the Willy Nipper, you are good, I admire your poetry, but stop chatting about TANGO - no one gives a shit...

I have submitted many attempts at haikus here, you guys Vince, Ash, etc, need to stop using this as a forum...

LISTEN- HAIKU SHOULD EVOKE IMAGERY, not be a essay... read Bashu... read Jack Keurac (american Haiku on Youtube) ---- even forget about the sylables (english Haikus dont count sylables anyawy) --- JUST FOCUS ON THE IMAGE ----

OLD POND,
FROG JUMPS -
SPLASH

Can I away with
playing a legend?
One click away ...

agree completely
but would add another step
RINSE, and then repeat

just can't stop at one
if at first you don't succeed
repeat as required

making them babies
sure beats making them come out
that's all i'm saying

wife just delivered,
and the baby's an angle
she's just too acute.

loud screams heralding
the coming of an angel
childbirth is painful.

it's been quite a while
with nothing at all to say
until later, ciau

I blow massive loads,
when teens scream at my scene band.
In my tight girl pants.

work's end on friday
other people are leaving
why am I still here?

Is haiku a sphere
or is it more of a cube
Not a pyramid.

Vince you're so funny
Your honesty makes me laugh
You have an old soul

You can still be bad
and be really good also.
So bad, you are good.

on lonely sundays
i rise up late, pour black brew
lie about my date

let us not forget
what this website is about...
crap. (necessary)

I have me a crush
He says he has a girlfriend
Five More Syllables

type moar liek a tard
a/s/l'ing teh ladiez
yus, netspeak suxxors

Need to take a piss.
But work traps me in a rut.
Oh, this is torture!

Sam Adams once said,
"great joy, like grief, is silent."
my beer speaks the truth

soul empty aching
wilderness none dare venture
oh thou ~~ give me drink !

Vulnerability
in the presence of strangers
as they are with you

None recognition
The dieing relationship
A lovers Lament

None recognition
The dieing relationship Lovers Lament

the breeze too cool
celestial cathedral
dying summer night

finding the bus stop
in silence, i thought i knew
she had things to say

stars darkened as much
no loving kiss at her door
only her good-bye

should have begged, but how
did she mean forever then
or it's just for now?

"i'm sorry". me too.
"i'm just so confused". ditto.
"love you". ditto.
....................... squared.

"

under volcano's
swirling molten colored ooze
my soul longs for ash

Fighting for control
I will my body to move
Dance dam you! Dance! Dance!!!

Fetus Haiku
:Alive? Yet not so
:Your death shall be my dinner
:Umbilical cord

way down on the farm
further than decent really
underneath lanoline

Myarms enfold her
Encircling her slim waist
We start to Tango

Her Cheek touching mine
Her chest moving against me
I can feel her breath

For these three minutes
This woman's given herself
Her trust is total

Interoperate sounds
Turn music into movement
Movement to magic

Dom and Ted are gone
withered and bloated they left
done in like yesterday

A book, so quiet
Thus the cat jumps up
Time for me not that

Absinthe manifest
Frenzied, then under arrest
A wormwood pyre

Bestiality
Big pimpin' in the barnyard
Clock dollars, fuck ewes

twist the antenna
fuzzy channels hiss and spit
soap en espanol

The rocks get scorching hot,
leaving blisters on my toe.
They show no mercy.

Back for more abuse,
to my eyes and to my ears.
I love Bad Haiku!

Obnoxious TV.
Showing stupid comercials.
Why do I still watch?

A contortionist.
Metal sticks to an old man.
Another can't freeze
They're all part of the human race.
But they are more than human.

Oh, my smelly feet
Even I can't stand it for long.
My imperfection.

damn page acting up!
cut my lousy poem to shred.
Is there a critic?