Steely Dan said it:
It's that special lack of grace
Right there on your face...
by Becker Fagen of Barrytown
After you came out
They thought you were a baby
But, you were a poop
by Controll your hole
after you came out
i thought you were the best fruit
but it's papaya
by ash
Maintaining this site
Requires sheer defecation
Multiple flushes
by Crapper John, M.D.
Fake news is not good.
But there is something much worse--
And that is Fake Jews.
by Shlomo Manischewitz, Renowned Scholar of Talmud and Kabbalah
rising from the west
creating the mourning jew
a palestine dawn
by ash of middle east old west
Myself, I like cats,
Bible, beer, and tobacco.
(Humans low on list)
by Doctor of Misanthropology
People can fuck off
I love my computer more
But dogs are the best
by Anonymous Poet
absorbed in facepage
you shun present engagement
with local life forms
by ash of other world problems
it's all a bit grim
i watch the seasons changing
not for the better
by ash of broken planet
Bad Haiku repaired
Does not become good haiku...
And we are ashamed
by Syllabic Versificators of Honor/Shame-based Society
bad haiku repaired
the rest of the world is fucked
some things never change
by ash of watching the world burn
Palestinians
Glided into a rave-fest...
Harshed everyone's high.
by Samson Delilah of Gaza
In homage to Ash,
Search function has been repaired.
Thanks for the report.
by Adam
which god is the best?
if all their children murder
that's bad parenting
by ash
You Latvian bot,
You are so poorly-programmed.
Humans are better.
by Bot-monitor Unit 666, Apollyon of the Abyss
It's well written, but inhibition it into the open
by TimothyReise of Latvia
Ah done thought it out.
Ah thought it out to the end.
But it don't make sense.
by Hillbilly Existentialist of Moonshine Holler
cant find my engine
the heart search is broken
like my empty haiku
by Homage to Ash of Repurposed
oh sweet sphere of mine
tulip bulb dermatitis
cracked earth blisters dumb
by Magenta of Turdville
cant find my haiku
the search engine is broken
like my empty heart
by ash of lost legacy
It's well written, but check it out
by TimothyReise of Latvia
In the Pharaoh's tomb
Passages are also blocked...
Brains removed through nose.
by Illumination of Mummification
moving into spring
copious nasal discharge
blocks my passages
by ash of snot easy being green
Hey Joe of JoeLand:
You almost have a haiku.
Watch your syllables...
by Syllable Support Intervention of Unit 629553A
I, data entry
everyday my eyeballs bleed
Bang flows through my veins
by at work of clock riders anonymous
don't tease the panther
panther is down on its luck
panther depression
by panther of panther panther
Catch the biggest fish
Please, I want to go fishing
Eat it for dinner
by Kimberley of Sandwich
I call on satan
show me all the thoughts I hide
there is no answer
a conversation
speak to madness without reply
it listens
by Joe of Joeland
Can't writer today
Maybe I'll author next week
Or poet Friday
by K.G. Munro of Heaven
Time to grab the hog
Feeling like an in heat dog
Go see Beetlejuice
by Lauren Bobafet
this simple haiku
sigma hype beasts nod their heads
SUPREME brand poem
by alpha is just sigma lite of VIP weightlifting room - cruise ship gym
Hi y'all. It's just me:
Your little haiku fairy,
perched on a flower!
by Obese Bearded Offender With Ankle Bracelet of Filthy Basement
but no no eat me
starve much dust soon to be cuz
no eat me long time
by Hungry of Neanderthal
but is it giving
like a turtle with a straw
seasons tend to shift
by Person of Climate
infrequent haiku
significant hiatus
between submissions
by ash of guess we forget
"Back In The Saddle".
Zenith of Western Culture.
Hmm... well maybe not.
by Aerosmith of Bwahston Rawks
Chip Away The Stone:
Go listen to it right now;
Aerosmith. YouToob.
by Rock + Roll of You Can Do This
They're from "the Barrio"...
Gringos think it's menacing.
(Just means "Neighborhood"...)
by El Flaco of Scarsdale NY
I asked the Sandman
Will ya make me some sandbags?
Waterbed for sale
by Sigh of Relief (sleep #2 would be worse)
wherever you be
dream a little dream of me
and leave a wet patch
by ash of nocturnal mission
Vincent spoke the truth...
Spoke truth to Absurdity.
And so he's guilty.
by Alice C. of Detroit City Rock On
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
