in this fantasy
word-world haiku battles ebb and
flow sans consequence

sorry I stepped on
your dream to impregnate the
world 'lil stud muffin

'ere I was born he
spoke ENGLISH in a reckless
and banal manner

mummy cut him slack
because the Blitz made him daft
blame the concussions

Battle of halfwit
We all need a Nemesis
So recognize yours

Im on Dads side.

Check your old English
you will find your are wrong. OH!!!
oh ye little brain

ill-will across the
pond by any other name
is still spelled the same

hurling stones marked oaf
moron dullard bones broken
upon impact "Ouch!!"

haiku persona
blustery threatening masked
his mild-manner

reptilian tongue
markedly forked always pulled
in two directions

Oh i speak English
Since before you were born. Oaf!
My native tongue

I'm searching my mind
The lone single sputtering
Overworked brain cell

each moment is fresh
simply because it never
existed before

A day in one's life
is like any other day
sun-up, then sun-down

The day is the same
but the contents make the life
and that's the difference

when it can be
most often the case-
it never will.

its not too early
its never too late-
well it is just late.

one never walks alone
one is never too far away-
distance is perception.

just a question
that wants no answer-
now what?

wearing a mask
standing in disguise-
is most revealing.

cannot escape fate
never from certainty-
not likely from memory.

normal Venice day
then heard single thunder clap
found self in Norway

I once knew a girl
who Twittered during coitus
..."this fucking is great!"

dulard [sic] oaff [sic]
guess you're a hooked on phonics
kinda guy....guessin'

LSD day-trippers
meets Red Bull generation
major values clash

Windows XP, you've
gone "tits up" for the last time:
replaced you with Linux

Oh how right you are
Prepubescent Moron minds
Not fathered by me

all was quiet on
the haiku front 'til morons
attacked us at dawn

want to make babies
take prophylactic measures
become a eunuch

humor gone awry
go work on your material
foolish manchild

NO..you're my boy toy
your pubescent mind/spelling
levels congruent

Self important Oaff's
Severely lacking Humor
Oh what a good joke

imperfect beings
grist for God's mill stone emerge
the finest flour

a "sowing machine"
this baba-sucking manchild
cries out "Wah...love me!!"

a "sowing machine"
this baba-sucking manchild
cries out WAH love me!!
dolt..Just call me DAD

best to clone yourself
and keep your gene pool PURE
brimming with GENIUS

I just love baby's
Now I can live forever
So lets make some more

In reality,
killing time is just a way
in which time kills us

I am a looser
always last, never first; No
i am failure; Yes

Such immature thoughts
are best left for fantasy
and not acted on

"Just call me DAD" an
oxymoron for one who
needs good parenting

"make women happy
get them pregnant"...the GEEK shall
inherit the earth

LIFE! Such a great gift!
Make lots of woman happy
Get them all pregnant

half-hour haiku
workout sans sweat now it's time
to jog the body

do not drop that acid
it will scar you for life and
warp your chromosomes

overdeveloped
right brain leaves me leaning to
the left side of life

haiku-aerobic
goal of five sets each day a
formidable task

Twittering away
attention spans and substance
byte by byte by byte

he dusts off his sock
monkey toy to try a new
game spank the monkey

double entendre
tea-bagging gives Tea Party
joie de vivre

Is Twitter needed?
Do I need to know you pooped?
Save that for Facebook.

Don't care who wins game
Watching for the commercials
and The Who halftime

Phoenix: Large small town
Backassward, Ingnorant, Stale
Cultural Wasteland

If I know better,
why don't I do the right things?
Can I know what's right?

a broken clock
will not stop time-
only pauses it.

an old typewriter
and a smoking pipe-
wheres the moment?

time ascends
and time descends-
all in dark color.

gray foggy day
forsaken old stone path-
stillness prevails.

in the abandoned house
a vaporous image of youth-
rests halfway up the stairs.

when one icon
is not enough-
send up two.

fresh promise of youth
smashed and broken life-
city street death waits.

among steps no longer used
tree roots have taken over-
flowering weeds thrive.

morning sun breaks over
mist hidden lake waters-
moss covered pier decays.

beasts wait silently
invisible in deep forests-
impervious to time.

Palin speaks to Tea
Party gathering "GREAT!!"
shrieks the Mad Hatter

REVOLUTION themes
and Queen of Hearts' blind fury
"now off with his head!"

Seven Eleven
clerk by day jihadist at
night check your Slurpee!