this computer's hacked!
it opens all porn links and -
oh wait, that's normal.
by vince
haiku hiatus
from the troll who would hate us
he's a meatus
by ash
sound of a hand poised
over key...send or not send
haiku why bother
by what if no one sent
withered on the vine
not a fine wine season for
Bad Haiku site
by 2010 a bad year
a sad fact of life
sometimes we are hot that's true
but more times we aren't
by ash
an ocean of oil
mankind is the disaster
all shall suffocate
by wretch weaver
bad haiku offered
from the few writers who have
dared to be seen here
by Anonymous Poet
writers shun site like
the pox-riddled, pandemic
plague it has become
by bring out your dead
dessicated corpse
taut leathery skin reflects
Bad Haiku within
by 13 years going on 3 thousand
Just back from Berlin
Exhausted from lack of sleep
Tango till 5am
Seven days of bliss
The best dancers in Europe
In Berlin last week.
Tango marathon for 36 hours straight.
by William Nippress
buzzing forlornly
sad trapped insect goes nowhere
the rest of its life
by ash
stewing in juices
of her own creation she
slapped away my help
by no good deed left unpunished
closer to the truth
you scratch at the door's surface
but you keep it shut
by vince
purple sundrops
on the walls behind my eyes;
internal spotlight
by liza
malingering words
hang heavily threatening
and so foreboding
by Anonymous Poet
haikus senryus odes
sonnets essays free form etc.
all worthless "tard" stuff
by right j.s.?! of Reno NV
silent dripping in
Reno Nevada where
Chlamydia rules
by tribute to j.s.
haiku is so lame
has no value or rhyming
poetry for tards
by John Stoneback of Reno, Nv
the pope fell asleep
during mass no metaphor
to sex scandal..RIGHT!!
by give the pope a good poke in the ribs
April blossom drops
spiraling resignation
to its' brief brilliance
by Haiku half-wit
feeling BLUE so why
is blue a SAD feeling and
not utterly GLAD
by Anonymous Poet
i want smut of the
highest quality my friends
bring back the dildos
by chairman of the wayward weiner society
civet coffee "perked"
through digestive tract and pooped
out $200 pound
by gourmet dung coffee of can not make this up
420 the worst
kept secret/code for praying
to Rama Ganja
by Hookah Cafe
not nearly the right
and proper send off for the
departed say "you suck"
by Anonymous Poet
you suck
by Anonymous Poet
sadly he left us
a good soul taken to the
nether world...too soon
by no such thing as "routine surgery"
a thin veneer of
civility separates
humans from the beasts
by who will save us from us?
Ash cloud grounds the planes
Look on the bright side buddy
No terror plane strikes
by Alan of UK
slogging through blogs more
like Tweets sans substance and form
bottom feeding trash
by by any standard it sucks
like Herpes Simplex...
pustules erupt upon Bad
Haiku.."sore subjects"
by nonsense without form
Angie's boyfriend Dan is the biggest tool and douche on the planet...
by Anonymous Poet
walk the tightrope to
follow your heart yet DO NO
HARM as others have
by a thorny path to travel bro
fear fills their faces
suprise fills mine with pain, hate
what do i do next
by sonny badwind of dallas
in times of grave stress
charismatic psychopaths
beat drums of discord
by I can see Russia from Wassalla
critical thinking
never a strong suit for the
Palin loving crowd
by Do you love your freedom?!
billowing vision
of crisp salty breeze flapping
sails heading seaward
by Haiku half-wit of Cape Cod
Cheerful May
By gentle smell involves
lilac in full bloom
by gena
seismic orgasms
coital encounters 'midst the
hotel's wobbly walls
by 7.3 Richter sex in Chile
insipid blather
the herpes sores resurface
touting and taunting
by zapruder unter anus
Zaps' vinyl scratched disc*
with revolutionary
repetition...Gay shit
* not tapes
by blah blah blah blah blah
allure of things past
like waves crashing on a shore-
from earth to earth, gone.
by Anonymous Poet
Apple CEO
Steve Jobs or whatev - who cares
Dresses like a nerd
by Badman
the day the music
died Somali radio
stations [14] are silenced...
by Muslim extremism
Look of his values
Insight into his dull mind
His secret desires
by William Nippress
Small brain submision
Likes Mono syllabic text
One subject haiku
by William Nippress
borne in my journal
the marks of Jesus.. his blood
weeping for our sins
by Stigmata Obligatus
in these sunny climes
shady characters do roam
with impunity
by gird your loins
cause, gone intentions
fading away - moment non
time, another day.
by Anonymous Poet
Sun heating my back
Bitter cold wind from the north
Turn like a spit roast
by William Nippress
