sweet watermelon
juicy ripe delicious pink
mellie needs eating
by mellie
I am bored tonight
I try some innovation
Does this work?
Click hereby Saint
But indirectly
I have yet to read e mail
or receive a beep
by Saint
a spicy rice dish
fired from a large bore gun
is jamballistic
by Drophammer
mellie did respond
wondering when sainthood would
descend upon her
by Drophammer
At least I can be
someone's bitch as yet one
more girl ignores me
by Saint
open the pinhole
and I will come pouring through
Saint will be my bitch
by Drophammer
That squashing you hear
is your tesitculoids used
as my new play-doh
by Saint
Oh no! What you say?
someone set up me the sex,
lies, videotape
by Saint
Saint, oh Saint... why you
provoke me is a wonder
know I will squash you
by Drophammer
heh heh... not knocked out
but filming your horrible
sexual technique
by Drophammer
Drophammer - I did
last night, but you were knocked out
from my ether rag
by Saint
gum the soft inner
lining of my rectum with
enthusiasm
by Drophammer
The hour growing late
the haikus become more weird
please go find a shrink
by Saint
i piss sweet milk juice
and shit ambrosia flakes
i am my own cereal
by monkey crap
oh no not again
someone set us up the bomb
all your base are oh fuckit...
by dumbshit
it is only 10:00
sweet fucking jesus christ
please someone kill me
by wageslave
boss goes on and on
about eric clapton songs
someone please shoot me
by wageslave of ny
new york times online
is good; free, great archive, can
email articles
by the chicken
Sasquatch and Nessie
both tasty with garlic glaze
best cooked medium
by Saint
Slump down into my
chair, hide from the customers
they can just eat me.
by Pat of http://beerho.com/
Back from Aikido
I missed very much haiku
and I missed mellie
by Saint
Peaceful Spring morning
Steam rises from the cold river
Cow tail rises, it shits
by Bung Daddy
stunned tail-less lizard
cowering in the stairwell
catatonia
by ash
enormous gum tree
afraid your days are numbered
neighbours complaining
tear you limb from limb
saddened as you disembark
pulling down your trunks
deforestation
won't fill me with elation
sad situation
by ash
my wife says to me
no more tahini for you
go play your guitar
by Bruce of St Pete
having dwelt here long
it bores me to have to read
of being caught short
by ash
oh nah , din't mean you
just these excrement junkies
flaming shit-ass kooks
by sheena
what bad light breaks through
yonder Stygian window?
buzzes and glows dark
oh hell has more mouths
more teeth than three snarls hold
all out's in, in's out.
by sheena
shit-eater I'm not
perhaps this is why no one
is talking to you?
by Mari Komadori
where the hell you at?
my friends have all gone away
just shit-eaters here
by sheena, after a while
yes, it's me again
writing another haiku
worse than lots of yours
by Mari Komadori
here I am again
the new girl at bad haiku
is anyone here?
by Mari Komadori
where are the poets?
bad or not, they are comfort
for those read here
by Drophammer
mellie, i know Saint
he's a good guy, though strange, too
give him an e-mail
by Drophammer
can't eat salami
fearing foot in mouth disease
oops I just swallowed
by mellie
anticipation
i am tight as a drum.aaaaahhh
leathered hand ups revs
by mellie
waiting for sainthood
what pope would canonise me?
craving explosion
by mellie
evidence of tools
fashioned by primitive man
in fossilized bones
by mount madonna mama
her eyes tipped upward
her wet lips parted slightly
she shrugs and then sighs
by mount madonna mama
her stomach clenched
she applies pipewrench to drain
vain search for contact
by mount madonna mama
recently erased
chalk dust drifting faint traces
of word shaped ideas
by mount madonna mama
curling like a leaf
past its season leeched of hue
she breathes carefully
by mount madonna mama
down the darkened hall
his eyes travel to the door
opening slowly
by mount madonna mama
chill wind whips her cheeks
tendrils of hair in her mouth
the red scarf flutters
by mount madonna mama
Man! that bitch at work
sure, she listens to 'light jazz'
to her-mad cow death
by Bruce of St Pete
ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!
i can't let an hour pass
with no bad haiku
by the fourth way(t.e.s.) of seattle
i'm gonna fry up
nessie in a big skillet
that's some good eatin!
by the eighteenth syllable (t.f.w.) of seattle
don't translate the words
transmogrify your conscious
and flee to Loch Ness
by Drophammer
http://world
.altavista.com/
use that to translate
by the fourth way of seattle
