words crowd each other
and jostle for position
writer's block ain't fun
by Meow of Dallas
We are still waiting
PBS won't work without
You so call now please
by yeah of G.V.
Members make it work
Charge your pledge and save us cash
Now back to the show
by Me again of global village
Sixty dollar pledge
Gets you this handy tote bag
Call toll-free number
by PBS Guy of global village
In less than a day
I move back to Toronto
I will miss my friends
by Janis of Santa Monica
you the man?
you got the big plan?
fuck you, pawn.
by redbeard
diving from
outer space in a
Pressure suit
by redbeard
I will stop thinking
that long hair and leather equals
"stable and employed."
by ferret70 of almost haiku from a friend's web journal
There are no more spoons,
I stir my tea with a fork,
Leaves float in the dark
by loki of My bedroom
I should not have licked,
that fissile plutonium,
my toothbrush runs red.
by loki of AOL sweatshop
I should not have licked,
those used uranium rods,
now I have no teeth.
by loki of Under the cleanroom
Quietly I wait
Max Tundra will play a gig
Soon in the Shelter
by barry of Under the cleanroom
I have nearly built
An electroabsorption
Experimental
by barry of under the cleanroom
Meow smells like shit
I wish for his death daily
You fucking scum bag
by Anonymous Poet
there's always someone
bound and determined to piss
in your Cheerios
by Meow of Dallas
stalking, stalking, boss
he wants to talk to someone
I hide under desk
by monkeyking of shoppertainment
Betty LeBomb is
The lamest person online
Rape and kill her Please
by Anonymous Poet
i did have 5-7-5 syllables in all of my haiku, what did I screw up?
don't smoke that red meat
it is very hard to light
and cow will be pissed
by raging johnson of cube farm CTP2E
Swooping down from high
Flapping, flurry of feathers
Snatch sidewalk hotdog
by Betty LeBomb
Stroker, His name is
Born of fire, anger, and red stuff
Fear his pointy shoes
by The Chuckinator of Chicago!
Rocket launches bright
From off the hood of my car
Fucking SUV
by Betty LeBomb
Crescent moon is full
Kidnap your sexy poodle
Do my bidding dog
by Betty LeBomb
thegrue will not drink
but will work st. paddy's, while
mama found sitter
karma finds a way
of screwing everything up
when one finds fortune
mama will drink beer
and say toast to thegrue from
saskatoon saloon
by cenobyte of saskatoon
She peeped a deep peep
feathers spread tickling my nose
I hate sex with birds
by Betty LeBomb
Fasting makes me sad
water is no substitute
when meat is out there.
by windy city of san fransisco, ca
Frank in the Ops Room
Psycho Rampage will come soon
We All Run Away
by Frank Lover of Frank's House
nutty but not blonde
oh, now it melts and crunches
m&m is good
by monkeyking of shoppertainment
strange how so many
can't comprehend the concept
of a syllable
by Meow of Dallas
Listen Aztec boy!
five, seven, five syllables
For making Haiku!
by Anonymous Poet
quetzalcoatl is
my favorite aztec god
me rip your heart out
continued i throw
your body to the base of
the pyramid, splat
oy! damn cortez
he shot us and gave us all
the clap, the fucker
by raging johnson of cube farm CTP2E
Just wasting some time,
While at work. But that's OK -
I earn more than you.
by Anonymous Poet of www.goatse.cx
the trailer park folk
have lawn knomes that I must take
we will go tonight.
by tardpants of cali
machine spins white noise
wind blows the shade in and out
sun-warmed sleepy bed
by sscarrot of Dallas
Either way you're screwed
The red will give you cancer
green makes you horny
by freaq
It's you! What you say?
On the way to destruction?
I must make my time.
by Tedzilla of Dayton OH
Misty Morning rain
Between me and my view of
Taco Bell dumpster
by Betty LeBomb
Eskimos delight
In shorts and tank tops gallore
At global warming
by Anonymous Poet
anger overcomes!
given a saturday task--
sober st paddy's???!!!
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
my essay on cake
was deliciously profound
but then I edit
by Meow of Dallas
pink fuzzy kittens
purr in delight as they milk
unaware of bombs
by Anonymous Poet
Slacking on Thursday
is more work than you imagine
I think about sex
by Flushboy of Brooklyn
your car's turn signal
is just like the hand of God
I never see it
by Meow of Dallas
birds fight each other
outside on my balcony
that chirp means "fuck you!"
by Meow of Dallas
Reading my haiku
why do I get the strange urge
to say it like Kirk?
by Meow of Dallas
Damn this site rocks ass
Look for it on Weird Wild Web,
IGN For Men.
by Sarah of SF Bay Area, California
wind in the tunnel
walking to my boring job
vaporize me, please
by Meow of Dallas
caffeine, my dear friend
your cold sweat makes me tingle
from my taste buds down
by Meow of Dallas
they sealed my window
from cold wind with shiny tape
but it didn't help
by cenobyte of saskatoon
A sick black rose blooms.
My father's anger nourished
My own puking wrath.
by ferret70 of chicago
Cold gusts wrack my bones.
Low temps fine for silicon,
but carbon whimpers.
by ferret70 of chicago
