The best part of this
Look at my IP address
You know who I am
by adsl-99-37-49-59.dsl.spfdil.sbcglobal.net
Brilliant spring weather
Shining over the buildings
Oh do I love me
by adsl-99-37-49-59.dsl.spfdil.sbcglobal.net
Perhaps I should call
The school principal and
Report the vandal.
by aaaaa of http://www.marshalltown.k12.ia.us/
About this square land
Three colonies of squirrels
Scruffy buggers too
by mundane
mornings greet warm air
spring collections arriving
bums getting the rush
by Anonymous Poet
Converse with God?
No! I\'m not American!
We can all do it
I know they are the
only ones who think they can
But they got that wrong.
by Anonymous Poet
See I told you \"God\"
I \'ll publish Criticisms
You will not stop me
by Private argument of Between God and me
He is not doing it right!
Major disasters
William is avoiding God
He
by Anonymous Poet
Major disasters
William is avoiding God
He
by William
Major disasters
William is avoiding God
He
by He tried but failed of to stop me publishing
Major disasters
William is avoiding God
He
by William
forgive my malice
i neither skydive nor joust
fragility sealed
by Lush
or gulfshore cities
that lie beneath sea level
and corrupt elders
by Lush
unless, of course
a people choose to reside
on volcanic isles
by Anonymous Poet
said earthquake victims
indeed warrant sympathy
but all is random
by Lush
A shout out to all
Of our Japanese friendlies.
Just horrifying.
by Anonymous Poet
when a jape wears thin
the jester must to amends
homicidal, I
by Lush
no, seriously
i have rendered some bad verse
but i will smoke fools
by Lush
Clever reparte
but no one here gives a shite
murder shabootsi
by Lush
You know what I like?
I love how the wind whispers
Your beautiful hair
by Shobootsi of 99.37.49.59
the unkindest cut
fuck you slash apostrophe
defacing my work
by ash
alphabet haiku
timed correct to the letter
but it\'s just bs
by ash
b b b b b
b b b b b b b
b b b b b
by aaaaa of shitville
pulling and tugging
so many intriguing smells,
fighting every step.
by mundane
Unfit, out of shape
Lazy footwork, shanked backhands
Heckled by children
by hhtigerlily of Sydney
the preceding three
are the worst haiku for you
you are most welcome
by Lush
milk mixed metaphors
disseminate similes
hmmm. take my life... please
by Lush
spraying grafitto
on subterranean walls
none shall soon behold
by Lush
hooray for mine soul
it\'s like pissing in the wind
or shadow boxing
by Lush
suppose the forlon
are the lone form in repose
on saturday night
by Lush
prognosis is grim
need a novel opinion
doctor in the house?
by Lush
poets, sages, fools
have a surefire remedy
for thrice broken hearts?
by Lush
way up in the sky
above the frieze of honor
a bird hovers free,
fountain gurgles on
laughing children splash away
a dog waits at rest,
and in the distance
bells ringing marking of time,
not an endless day.
by mundane
THESE HAIKU WRITERS
THERE JUST TRYING TO FIT IN
SOCIETY SUCKS
by hAIKU WRITER
in a world of damned
autistic programmers they\'d
put their shit on line
by bs
oh apostrophe
your format\'s an enigma
or erroneous
by ash
there\'s no answer here
we all need some therapy
if that\'s an answer
by ash
Tell me the answers
I beseech you bad haiku
I need therapy
by hhtigerlily of sydney
asleep betwixt naught
hurtling toward isolation
upon a pinhead
by Lush
rollling unwilling
awash in adrenaline
kite flying at night
by Lush
rollling unwilling
awash in adrenaline
kite flying at night
by Lush
huffing gasoline
i ransack the town square, nude
a paper bag affair
by Lush
the forlorn unite
in unison abandon
unworthy suitors
by Lush
a lesson descent
from vertiginous apex
i turned an ass cheek
by Lush
heart rent asunder
retaliatory plot
abandoned. mercy
by Lush
Tasty cashew nuts
Look like tiny fetuses
Good source of fibre
by Anonymous Poet
A haiku for you
In praise of younger woman
They are delightful!
by William
a drunk driver gets
nabbed for smashing into, a
sober living home.
by ironic
I\'ve had a hard life
But through these scars get strong
Pain makes you tougher
by Brasho
sidewalk surroundings
gecko lizards skitter on,
not many squirrels.
by mundane
