reawaken, thou
this is resurrection, the
seed planted right now

I'm not sure if someone doesn't like stephanie meyer's books here...

cold wind caressing
my naturally pale skin
notorious new moon

Friday Afternoon
Boobs on the internetwebs
Library Vixen

risen from the grave
the man returns, reborn and
renewed from his tomb

portal to the grave
fallen stars and rising tides
etched in poet's web

this site is going
to be known as good haiku
among some bad ones...

I called out your name
But mine was the only sound
Silence sounds pitch black.

if I live my life
in fear of others or dreams
what shall I deny God

the car broke in two
littering the narrow street
with shattered pieces

the car broke in two
littering the narrow street
with shattered pieces

in this time and place
I feel like disappearing
"everyone's a star..."

hunting for big game
way over the water

hunting for big game
way over the water

the store has opened
where everything is brand new
except the old tray

a blast from the past
which was once a volcano
only ash remains

damn it, someone just
had to mention snacks in the
fast haiku drive thru

addictive haiku
like literary pringles
you can't stop at one

Type Haiku Here?
I wouldnt know where to start.
I'll pass, Thanks. Oh, wait...

ayn rand said greed came
from "the looters", we can say
who loots now tricked up

and so it goes, in cycles

seeking only peace
We are confronted by greed
How much is enough?

honor ritchie
blend all your apple products
safer that way

honor ritchie
silence all c devices
the world would end

canada or in
new england same crisp apples
and the pumpkin lights

Signs that winters here
Yellow grey light speaks of cold
The wind stops for snow.

yup, will's good one about the stars...

cycles of death and
rebirth, the stomach of a
worm, the leaves of trees

the starlight close by
converts rot into new leaves
fruit, eaten, again...

the seed is contained
in each passing DNA
and to time's ending

older yet again
seems it happens more often
as your years run out

Grey wind scolds my back
The Suns sudden departure
How I hate Winter

A stars light delayed
To reach us. A Billion years!
But is it still there?

( :) )

ASCII
the beginning of a face
made with these symbols

On Radio four
BBC poetry please
Not haiku but good
...

this place has been here
too long to let yourselves just
become stone prophets...

just saw that steve jobs
just passed away, and to think
a vision is lost

in every war what
is won and what is lost but
cycles of power

hi will...

the heads in the "clouds"
the clouds cloud the mind and and
I can't see the sun

I like whats written
and I try to add to it
Obviously failling?

.Submission error???

Sorry im so late
I have been away abroad
Just wanted to say

That I am a male
Yes males are competitive
But complimentary

I like what

I wish I had some
wisdom to offer, perhaps
it all comes with time

gen x isn't me
i was born in the fifties
and now i'm in mine

everyone is dying
but we seem to be living
I guess we should be

breathing

all right, well you're still
here...if we're gen x and I'm
the christian nutjob

don't we have a destiny to fullfill?

it's late in the night
and people are dying here
some faster than me

one generation
post-modernizes something
then, back to basics...

(yes, you are right)

my flippant comment
is as much against myself
as anyone else

let me explain that :
we are all killing haiku
isn't that the point ?

i would implore you
don't take me seriously
i certainly don't

the box is a coffin
we all go to it in the end
me you, everyone

all is vanity
death is the universal

it is a fight to
be understood, and to die
the vanity, for they

did not want to understand
it was of no use

I've often wondered
if my faith can overcome my
genuine hatred

of the people who
post haikus on this website
that is the real life fight

going on in my spirit
as rediculous or entertaining
as it might seem to you

to me it is a battle
between mature response
walking away

or going ahead and treating
say ash's comment with a deadly
seriousness which

probably is way out of proportion to those who
would continue to

respond likewise to my reactions

I also notice the
low blow and I also wonder
how low I can go...

it's vanity really
when one style says it is better
than someone elses

if it is thrown to
another less friendly crowd
lions to christians

you have been there
you should know better

well, as they say, in
the end of course, ashes to
ashes, dust to dust...