inspirational
not amotivational
inhalational
by ash
ev'ry now and then
in a moment of pure zen
i raise up the pen
by ash
too predictably
inevitability
life's evolution
by ash
She is a Hi-Fi
Samuri and He is a
warrior poet
together they will
sit at the edge of the world
and share a dubie
by optional
lone gunman, just me
companions in haiku crime
are gone now, just me
by Drophammer
gazing at my palm
reflecting on reflections
holding my stylus
by ash
A busy day needs
a good dose of bad haiku
to help set the tone.
by Windsong
fingerfood moves out -
gives the finger, takes the food and
retires for the night.
by fingerfood
fasten your seat belts!
concorde swoops down the runway!
um... what's that thi-...CRASH!
by fingerfood
the red bulb flickers
and mournfully breathes its last.
the dark room's darker.
by fingerfood
Deep contemplation
What's that scratching in my ass?
oh - my fingernail.
by fingerfood
pillow-talk's nice but
we should discuss religion -
let's talk about sects.
by fingerfood
launch me to the moon
so I can truly find out -
Is there a man there?
by fingerfood
Damn pressure extreme.
Sphincter torqued to red line now!
Hydrolaser shit.
by ap
Poor silly baBoon!
Prozac? Elavil? Zoloft?
Play nice or suffer.
by ap
caressed lovingly
his tools are greased and oily
O he'll come again
this whippersnipper
wildly weilding that big thing
makes me go crazy
he comes every week
fires that thing up and buzzes
till he finishes
by mellie
better yet-
rain flowers of spring
like vulvas of silver pee;
feel when urine me!
by Miss Everything
the flowers of spring
like vulvas of silver pee...
feel when urine me!
by Miss Everything
not fine, no cure no
soul. Hope there's no tomorrow,
Superduperman!
by boo
Is this a job for
Superman? No. But mellie
haiku will do fine.
by ap
Tune in tomorrow
for poo poo jokes. Much laughter.
A cure for the soul.
by ap to tracy
More sensitive souls
might convey more love and hope.
My sad failure.
by ap
This affliction, so
seemingly immutable,
serves growth of spirit.
by ap of to tracy
i wish this sickness
would end and leave me in peace
tuberculosis?
by tracy puddle of portland
dammit, i'm so mad
cute guy who flirted with me
stood me up. bastard.
by tracy puddle
i churn out haiku
like an old maid churning the
old cow's fresh butter
by tracy puddle of portland
listening to gus
- now guster - fills me with so
derned much happiness
by tracy puddle of portland
the phantom tollbooth
signed by norton jester is
sitting on my shelf
by tracy puddle of portland
it's too fucking hot
roasting in my pajamas
wish i had a/c
by tracy of portland
fa fa fa fa fa
fa fa fa fa i wanna
be sedated. gone
by bruce
KISS blows a farewell
flickering tongue suggestive
more than kiss to cum
by mellie
giving up cold pork
crossed buns off the shopping list
christmas is coming
by mellie
Tonight, I shall eat:
sausage, onions, red peppers
and quaff many beers.
Tomorrow I shall
shit with the power of Thor!
Stand by for details.
by ap
the watchdog in the
phantom toolbooth has warrant
out for your arrest
by ferret70 of chicago
hey naw, take from the
sublime, not your down time to
make up some Bad rhyme.
by boo
boredom at this desk
Bad Haiku will kill some time
but not very much
by Na Na of Sick Building
back to the foofer
k for crap, c for shit: till
someone waxes Poe.
by boo
Time blows calm across
Voices raised in simple song
Hearing everthing.
by Grog of Seattle
Broken nose in cast
Cause is other person's hand
Grog do the beat down!
by Grog of Seattle
we asstronauts write
nothing butt haikus about
Uranus; Black Holes
by Optional
Kiss of life? For me?
AWESOME! If the same kiss I
am referring to..
by Saint - to Mellie
I have returned now.
I was out mining today.
Mining my colon!
by Saint
stretch swollen sphincter
disgorge a fecal froth feast
were you done eating?
by Drophammer of from house arrest under official protest
Drop and rejoice, now!
My meager contributions -
mutilated verse.
by ap
I am alone now
Priest and Saint, like better men
Are gone from this place...
by Drophammer of a state for mourning
Small breath? Little shits?
I thought everything's bigger
in the lonestar state.
by Optional
I held a small breath
little shits, water slide, laugh.
Why is beer poo stew?
by Buns_of_Steel of Dallas, TX
I'm jazzed about breeze
wonderfully necessary
to feel sans clothing
by optional
refashion passion
phoenix rising from the ash
given kiss of life
by mellie
