I light up the sky.
Yes, I am that kind of guy.
What I sell, you buy.
by Prophet Margin of Isaiah Ezekiel
Lightning is the proof:
Proof thunder comes after flash;
Thunder of my voice.
by Voice of Thunder of Down Under
Now I just can't stop.
Now I must haiku some more.
Now I understand.
by Miss Understanding of Misanthropology
Mah deer uncle Clem:
I has done ritten haiku.
(Ain't nobody knowed.)
by Appalachian Orientalist of Cornpone Corner
Hey YOU, haiku-face:
Disappear without a trace
Inside outer space.
by We Are Kontrol All Your Base of E-rase
All we am pronouns.
She/her are preferred zhey/zhem.
These is makes grammar!
by Noam Chompski of ChompChomp Inc.
Knowing where we are
Or knowing who i am now
All just a big farse
by Farce? of Farts
Whats up with fun bug
Horried eyeliner and guts
I love to see it
by Ger of Valley of spiders
These rotten
Versed even a dog
Will not eat
by A dog of Eden (eatin')
No no no no bro
Ashley is from lalaland
Superwholock fan
by Ashley (me) of Do u memebber
Minneapolis:
Police are necessary.
What were you thinking?
by Consequences of Bad Policy
Now I am ready.
Yes, I am ready indeed--
Here to haiku you.
by Pronouns Inc. of Old Country
How did you like it?
My haiku with extra line...
Damn. I sure screwed up.
by Ashley of Nabiru the 12th Planet
nominally theft
ashley was once a boy's name
then gone with the wind
by ash of leslie, how'd we forget?
Ashley's the Sleitchen.
Ashley lives in La-la land.
Ashley writes haiku.
She's from Nabiru.
by Algorithms of the Anunnaki
Who is the sleitchen
Are they still out there
Ashley wants to know
by Booger of Lala land
Why is speech bubble
Written in 3-5-3 style
I am in hell now
by Sorry of Bawry
Dream home in Bali?
Every dream home a heart-ache...
It's true. Ask Roxy.
by Brian Eno's Synthesizer of Synthesis
a secret haven
music of recidivists
basho a go-go
by ash
We love you Janis.
Not sure if you exist, but
What a great website!
by Noticer of Haiku Heights and Depths
corner of the web
a place kept on the down-low
like a dead end street
by Janis of Shhhhh
monotonous creep
outrage for outrages' sake
sowing division
by Janis of It's been a mild summer, I guess climate change is over!
It is the season
Of server updates; with hope
Nothing of note broke.
by Adam
you cannot resist
we have just the slot for you
give us your money
by ash of splash the cash, you can ring my bell
Chatbots everywhere.
Chatbots programming chatbots.
But not forever.
by Certainty of Eventual Implosions
I stopped coming
Here...just discord, chatting twitter
And old chatbots
by Moxie
Yes I was the same
Namesake black sheep et al drink
Moxie five and dime
by Moxie
Epic proportions.
Something else about dumb games...
array of options.
by Haikuized for You by Noticer of SLOT
Just look down your pants
The quest for entertainment
At your fingertips
by Noticer of PlayStation
Looking back on things
I'm wondering if Moxie
And Black Sheep are same...
by Haiku Forensics
The smell of a fart
Never ending butt wiping
Devil’s handiwork?
by Pile of Dung
The crickets chirping
and the hum of cicadas:
these are God's clockwork.
by Noticer of Creation
neural network now
we want that perfect mind fuck
and of course, your cash
by ash of get your gurk-in
Vivek was so based.
Speaks more clearly than the rest.
He's Ramaswamy!
by John Podesta of Sick Stuff
Flatulence Airlines
Rudy Giuliani lands
Methane fueled travel
by Global Warming of Pants
Elon, Elon Musk;
Thou art the king of all twits.
Great Elon: save us.
by Another Twit of Sent a Tweet to Mars Amen
He can't change the name
It was born as a Twitter
God made it that way
by Elon love that blood money
I AM bad haiku.
No one dares to challenge me.
Go suck eggs, you fool.
by Eggsucker of Big Farma Inc.
I'm waiting on "hold".
The recorded music plays...
And I'm still in HELL.
by Pushed to the Limit of EXISTENTIALISM
I see London...France...
But don't see no underpants.
I feel so cheated.
by Regrets of Ropa Interior
Look up here, you guys
You’ll see London. You’ll see France
Won’t see underpants
by Avid Treeclimber of Treetop
social media
alone in the wilderness
it’s arbor day ya’ll
by Dave of Richmond, Virginia
Girl, you are so woke
You sleep thru you own nap-time
And never knew it.
by Grievance Dept. of Global Corporation
Satan: a failed meme
and ghost of a dead insect.
It's such a loser.
by Approx. 2/3rds of the Angels
Replace my bumper.
Haiku should do that for me.
Or else, what's the point?
by Haiku of Vehicle Repairs
too tired to haiku
is poetry exhausted
or is it just me
by ash of somnolent submissions
Hey Haiku people:
Time to flood the internet
With our brilliant verse.
by Brandon of Letz GO!
We already know
Kierkegaard and faith are one
Brevity is hard
by Oopsie of Doopsie
Speak of Kierkegaard
And you speak of Christian faith.
These things are sacred,
by Existentialist of Xistence
chest feeder anxious
no boobies for me, is life
void of calci-yum?
by Think I missed understood the term of dictionary dumb
