fingers a'scatter
upon a tilted keyboard
nailed: shitty haiku
by Lush
write a life haiku.
Show us your joy, your fear, your death.
Show us who you are1
by William
I couldn't even think
that reading a haiku might
help someone well, pee
by bs-do not squeeze the charmin
hail kurt vonnegut
what goes around comes around
gotta take a leak
by ash
obviously there's times
when I can't write haiku
either, just sorta
by bs says well at least they're not suras or bible verses
tralfamadore solved
the issue of one hand claps
by being one whole hand
by bs read slaughterhouse five in college
all and all is all
we are... the voice long dead still
echoes in my own mind...
by bs is not kurt cobain
and and and and and
and and and and and and and
and and and and and
by and
deep in the forest
the sound of one hand clapping
mixes metaphors
by ash
A mime make a rhyme
Sure a mime can make a rhyme
But who would hear it
by Shirley Smothers
haiku of course is
an art form and it offends
those who ignore that
by bs is gen x
over fifteen years
after five centuries
haiku can still rock
by ash
I was told once it
is posted here on line, in a
way one is published
by bs is not penguin audio
in the end times are
not men lovers of themselves
ayn rand's cheap knockoffs
by bs is not ayn rand
in other words, the years
of cranky elders still manage
to bicker on form
by bs is not judge judy
Bad Haiku: Legal
If you have to show something,
keep out of prison!
by Amongst The Rabble
Horrible poems:
Why do I keep writing them,
showing my crudeness
by Amongst The Rabble
Big Fat overweight
Get free Viagra for sale
How stupid are you?
.
by William
sometimes "high culture"
leaves me cold, it is supposed
to be "the ideal"
it seems on a hill
guarded by senile tenure
treasures and trash hidden
by bs is not ts eliot
that's nice, I like!
when this art comes down
to parody, mockery
to tell truths, what gives?
by bs is not borat
In America
you change the world; In Russia,
The world changes you
by lame yakov smirnoff joke ripoff
Fugitive penguins
Flee the tropical islands
It's not cold enough
by Amongst The Rabble
Relativism
The world changes - but not them-
The world sees them change
by Barf
what happens when folks
ignore the world and it changes
all around them?
by bs
deleted facebook
time for me to get a life
screens are not your friend
by slave
At rest, time flys by
so quickly that it "is not"
but, rather, "it was"
by Amongst The Rabble
At work, time grinds by
like screeching, rusty machines
A burden most foul
by Amongst The Rabble
don't you be crappin'
on this site with yo' rappin'
i say you fappin'
stop them lips flappin
changin' or rearrangin'
ain't gonna happen
haiku in the house
yo! five-seven-five bitch
or i stitch your arse
by ash
Poetry website
Does not recognize haiku
Form of poetry
by Shirley Smothers
rippin off faces
makin bitches wet in their -places. hey ho hey!
by The Rappin Kuster
so in yo face I rhyme
stunnin ya, gunnin ya, hey!
y'alls rhymes are gay
by The Rappin Kuster
got what it takes, to
yo, satisfy the bitches
ho, hey!, yo, yay, all!
by The Rappin Kuster
knowin they can't
compete...feelin incomplete
they know they aint
by The Rappin Kuster
Rhymin sublimin
puttin yous in yo playces
other poets weep
by The Rappin Kuster
The Rappin 'Kuster
is back in y'alls fayces
bustin haiku rhymes
by The Rappin Kuster of Yo momma's butt
Oh this place is bad
Haiku abducted by drugs
such a sick nation
by WWilliam
one two three four five
five four three two one zero
eleven ten nine
by numbers of space
so masturbation
is something pretty boring
when you got no porns
by Poopfarts of New York
The sound of boredome
Always seems to ring loudest
In my cubicle
by Amongst The Rabble
No point in regret
Even gods can't change the past
Once a choice is made
by Amongst The Rabble
No point in regret
Even gods can
by Amongst The Rabble
what was the purpose
of the original haiku
a simple point
by bs
Haiku in not hard
Just make something stupid up
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah
by Shirley Smothers
Atheist Wins Right
Religious Pasta Strainer
In ID Photo
Niko Alm supports the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, and can now wear the strainer
.
by Anonymous Poet
