The reality is that the election is right around the corner and many votes wont even happen. Get out and vote.

If you use quartet
As a word in haiku have.
I brubecked it out?

I brewed up some Beck
All of the yardbirds took flight
Train kept a-rollin'

after i took five
listened to four thirty-three
turned up really loud

I took five Brubeck,
And then a sniff of Haiku.
Now I feel jazzed up.

Haiku! Haiii.ku! Sniff...

Gazundheit...thank you please

Now take five coltraine

We're gonna haiku--
And they're gonna haiku too!
(My haiku solo ♪♪)

well at least you did
recall there was a website
to post haiku to

It's not to be mocked;
Haiku is serious art,
And it's so profound.

It's haiku roll call?
Make mine California Roll,
Extra wasabi.

All quiet on the
Submit haiku front...roll call
Are we there yet? No

Late night cawfee dog
Punching out taking the break
Disco going home

spoonerism pa
he talks in those funny ways
"My nips are lumb" uhh..

Grandma raised my cock
From when it was just a chick...
So some chicks have cocks.

Yo mama jokes are
Like your grandma has a cock
She raises chickens

(Will bake a maybe)
It's that damn syllable thing...
I was negligent.

I dread the future
Where voters, in their kitchens,
Bake a "maybe"...

I see the future
Kamala and the Donald
Will make a baby

I like Karmela.
Miss Karmela Harrison.
She will have my vote!

It got confusing
During my troubled childood:
Grandma was grandpa...

a pair of fried eggs
and a dishevelled merkin
remind me of you

Grandma has a cock.
She trained it as a fighter.
Her cock won the match.

Her red rooster crows
And then pecks at corn kernels
Grandma has a cock

Grandma’s leaky hose
Dribbles down the garden path
Grandma has a cock

Grandma has a pipe
because it broke off Grandpa
It’s a wrinkled pipe

Prince Albert burley
Smokes better in a big bowl.
Grandma has a pipe.

some things never change
why would perfection evolve?
grandma has a cock

The way I see it
(And you can tell by the flies)
Poets never flush

How has the style, tone, and subject matter of haiku submissions evolved over the course of 27 years, 266 days, and 77207 haikus? Has there been a noticeable shift or progression in the way poets approach this form of poetry?

kamala was black
before donald was orange
colour me confused

Everything truly
Is devoid of hope but this
Is good..death of idols

run like dysentery
jump like an epileptic
dive like the nasdaq

The Olympic Games
Have never meant less to me
Than they do this year.

mystical stoners
the silver will turn to gold
chasing the dragon

Steely Dan. Asia.
Those swimming Chinese dopers...
It all makes sense now.

Swinese shimmers: dope
Angular banjos: sounds good
(Chinese dopers swim)

Well at least someone
Hasn't lost their cynical
Touch but who cares now?

ready position
launch forth your chosen routine
and shower the gold

God that was stupid
Shut up and go wash dishes
And please lose some weight

All is vanity
Fair on parade...crossbreed and
Buckled up on bridge

Chinese swimmers dope
The only way they can cope
Red can turn to gold

Hey you, John Hagee:
You need a better tailor
(Also, lose some weight!)

nita3tnita@gmail.com

Not sure what Ash means..
Peut-être les jeux Olympiques ?
Plutôt sataniques...

jorts!? like, what the fuck?
i ain't no fashionista
but spare me the puke

Timcast with lil' hat...
Little beanie-boy talker--
Talking fence-sitter.

Pigs will fly into
The restrooms of the world...must
Be manifesto

Written on tee pee

I just want to say:
Miss Karmela Harrison
Should be prezident!

My cheeks are so clean
You'll sink your face in between
And give me a kiss!

i have to reveal
never wash my face in sinks
but i clean my cheeks