This is for 9th moon
who asked what the fourth way means.
It's after way three
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Thank you Omar
You are king lord master cool
Father my children
by Coolmar of Atlanta, GA
Roosters, Hens, and Chicks,
when they use their beaks to type,
do they hunt and peck?
by The Fourth Way of seattle
beads trickle
down along the floor
hopes broken
by redbeard
who, among us, sees
the way the fool sees the world
cheats: express check out
by mondongo of elsewhere
the future's made of
virtual insanity
says Jamiroquai
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Minesweeper High Score.
How deftly you elude me
Shit! here comes the boss!
by rambis
as always -
find a fun action;
beat to death.
by ferret70 of chicago
almost five eastern!
the time of resurrection!
cast off this desk-thorn
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
pens. pencils. stapler.
files. papers. paper clips. tape.
the clock is ticking.
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
4pm Central.
At last I shrug off work cares.
Dust behind me drifts.
by ferret70 of chicago
thank you janis
for electronic haven
from work disasters
by ferret70 of chicago
work is pain is home
i sleep through my days awake
this will never end
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
which is not to say
that a poop joke now and then
is beyond my reach
by ferret70 of chicago
vent holy despair;
work is much pain, but my home
is even more pain
by ferret70 of chicago
words cast into void;
sound of nonsense much better
than tone of my toughts.
by ferret70 of chicago
time shortens
my patience for work
agro boy
by redbeard
goo the pee hog, lick
on alen and Eve, then lick
the pus vents maget
by gr of ttpenisreed(
sun hides in grey wrap;
taunting, teasing, promising warm joy;
flowers die waiting
by ferret70 of chicago
friend lost badge at show;
when asked for whom she worked, said,
"Vivid Video"
by ferret70 of chicago
somewhere outside here
the sun sets steadily down
i won't see daylight
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
days do drift
time drags, mind drags too.
working now
by redbeard
my workday drifts by
rastered electronflicker
retinal delight
by mondongo of elsewhere
the day passes, lost.
think of all the time wasted;
love could have been made.
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
The seasons pass, lost.
Think of the time wasted here!
Work could be finished.
by oimoi of Boston
Thnak you, memepool com.
Once more web delight soothes me.
Lotus blossoms bloom soft.
by ferret70 of chicago
The Dow that can be
Shown is not the true Dow. Breathe.
Bite me, traderboy.
by ferret70 of chicago
Overwrite dat.txt?
(Yes/No/All) . Who is it who asks
Overwrite the file?
by Anonymous Poet
Never wanted this.
I wished to be lumberjack.
Cool pine-scented air.
by ferret70 of chicago
Once upon a time,
there was a fair Princess, whose
story won't fit here.
by oimoi of Boston
homicidal rage
ebbs with each short spasm here.
by 4, might be calm.
by ferret70 of chicago
creamy caramel,
crunchy crumbly cookie--twix!
it's all in the mix!
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
cow-orkers act odd.
stress drives ops crew to act out.
bitter lake winds blow.
by ferret70 of chicago
bitter tears splatter.
belief can only endure
first ten minutes each day.
by ferret70 of chicago
Just what does that mean,
"The fourth way" -- I don't get it
Please explain to me?
by 9thmoon of Seattle
when my water's gone
i drink no more, i dry up,
i evaporate.
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
i have a buddy
my buddy is a big toad
he's flat on the road
by Jeff Russ of Cincinnati
reading bad haiku
is much better than working
boss! bring up spreadsheet!
by tonedeaf of fl
Foot-and-Mouth Outbreak
Makes trip to France less nifty:
Can't bring home cheeses.
by oimoi of Boston
My sister is pregnant
With an appleseed. Oh my!
Wish it were a chimp.
by Geneva of Salt Lake
Cheese Whiz
Artificial cheese
Aerosol delivery
What a strange yellow
by keywe
yes, it's *bad*haiku
not good poetry for anal
retentive assholes
by redbeard
haiku self-sustain
5-7-5: nothing more!
3 verse haiku bad
by Anonymous Poet
I think I will drink
alone this saint paddys day
avoid amatuers
charges, cover bands
in faux irish pubs, too clean.
plastic ferns on walls.
I guess it's a sign
that I am a closet alky
who hates the US.
by redbeard
St. Patty's Day is here!
Soon on the wall of some bar
a big green vomit
by beejybone of Cincinnati
This, High wondering
Thus, my mind is confused
I have to choose
by Garik of Jersey
Ponder: is it bad
to try to write *good* poems
for bad hiaku's lines?
by redbeard
here comes guinnessmas
st. pat, sooty chimney slide
cheers! pog mo thoin!
by mondongo of elsewhere
the tao with a name
is not formless as the tao
is not the true way
by redbeard
genie in bottle
warbles "Rub me the right way"
...drop it on concrete
by The Fourth Way of seattle
