october wind blows
so do all these bad haikus
grandma has a cock

fascination wanes
tomorrow's promise tumble
into old routines

One or two is nice
Pages after pages "NOT"!!!
So please keep to it!

words on a net site
are often reactions to
people never known

no irony here
people want me to be what
I don't want to be

juliet's death scene
ruined by raucous ringtone
romeo says 'oops...'

Autumn is with us
So say farewell to the Sun
We'll see you next year

brightly rising sun
travels across the blue sky-
sets abruptly.

leaves borne by all trees
gray and eventually-
gradually fade.

the pigeons vanish
dark cloud tears through skyscrapers
bleeds rain on pavement

wind dimishes
sun over the ocean blue
the joys of drifting

bitch is hott nahmean?
gots them round booties fo sho
like, daaaamn, nahmsayin'?

emelyn's story
angels weep forever
frozen respite

don't despair
everything is just fine-
maxims !!!

empty highway
cold sky, bare trees and snow
beckons warmly

lawful good
resembles greatly
chaotic evil

caught by time
vessels sailed forward
darkness and drink

gray turbulence over
horizons empty promise
worrisomeness rests

ambiguity five
sharply rusted weeds
certain future

reposed in grief
granite, mildew and decay
silvery bare trees

ideas ago
decayed to waste
nobody carried on

poised amidst
clutched symbol in hand
against darkness

sweetest delusion
wish i led my life by u
only in my mind

there are some people
who live delusional lives
that their voice is false.

we'll dance, we'll hang out
we'll do things i do alone
while waiting for you

Fierce Maori tattoo
Adorns an egg-shell face
Iron-Mike no more.

Sodden Pesky's Pole
Weeps in late September storm.
Why so foul?

A noble act,
Unfurling colors of Sox Nation
'Midst nouveau-riche throng.

Flailing righteous rage,
Haiku purists stung by this
One breath poem.

nice mountain peeks
too bad the view
is strangled by smog

cast my gaze to a distance
beyond the reflected mountains
tripped over the rock at my feet

just a memory
for memories
flowery swing

slippery wishes
lace pearls silk
in black and white

flashing cascading
water and light
autumn in a pool

pinkish white pooch
on a couch
upside down smile

meandering stream
dense brush
golden orange light

quite walk
along a channel
moored houseboat

no ending
no beginning
just there

her hand held in mine -
behind tall trees the sun sets,
dark shadows approach

her hand held in mine -
the sun sets behind tall trees,
dark shadows approach

marching
of the seasons
relentlessly relentless

Fast straight flight
Concentration is key
Gold to reach

wake breath energised
relax fulfilled great fun out
then come home. weekend

a sinking feeling
excavating all pockets
coming up empty

Passing through this world
Leave nothing but a foot print
which time will remove

Hold what's beautiful
through our fingers like white sand
Life slips unnoticed.

how do you
i print my foot
eyes opened!

you are
because i am
no answer!

a footprint in the sand
means nothing
to the wind

lumbering buffalo
no longer roaming the plains
on my grill

my ghost asked your ghost
in the elevator ride
with nothing to say