Being different is not bad
Don't think that young man
Maybe Mussolini took over
He didn't last, I won't either
by Moxie
Well, my tree is unclean
Bible says time to chop me down
and burn me
by Moxie
The social is often
misunderstood. I look down on it
as below me
But to play, I need
to know it. That way I can
play, but, make anew.
by Moxie
Anger is this blighter
It turns men into beasts
Must be rabies now...
Ignore grandma's cock
by Moxie
If I can't do "real art..."
Then let's see some then
You're all talking, where's the beef
by Moxie
Let me write here.
Some girl can tell me to sod off
Someone else can tell me to leave
Sod off
by Moxie of well
Wanking is an exit
for the lost, who best said nothing
There is no drivel, only Zuul
by Moxie
Who killed Socrates?
But I'm not smart enough for
Hemlock. Drowned in drivel.
by Moxie of on leaving
Not bad, but didn't
Want a fight, if he goes away
Then, where else does he?
by Moxie
churlish blighter here.
misunderstood? i think not.
moxie has no cock.
intellectual
insults? ignore the bastard.
maybe he'll just leave.
by ap
it's Mellie here
that belle lettres cannot spell
gave me bum steer
(dribble blubber bumma .......)
by mellie
procrastionation
a mindless masturbation
let's do it baby
(ad libitum is my *bon or bob mot*...who's the agent provocateur?......auto da fe ......bete noire.....)
by Mellie aka belles lettres
"i do this and that...
you are diffrent and that's bad"
go fuck yourself man
(i'm not you)
by Josh of the dog god
everyone is nuts
i have my problems, you yours
fire makes me go stiff
by Josh of the dog god
5-7-5 such rules
insignificant zenism
haiku is brain porn
by Josh of the dog god
let's face it baby
intellectualisation
is a mind wanking
(add your own choice of other 'bon mot" here, and then apologise for going on, then drivel on some more even.....)
by ash
Strateigerizing
is down right defunctable
let's poeticise!
by George W. of impro
5-7-5 law
One who 'Mox' Haiku form is
like a talking mime
by impro of making bad worse!
the damp sheets are cool
his large hands remember her
curves and tender flesh
by mount madonna mama
parrot head sinking
bubbles follow vee ripple
silent dinosaur
by mount madonna mama
camoflagued drivel
dribbles down to the lowest
ear in the asshole
by mount madonna mama
suffering artist
misunderstood brooding soul
sod off smartly now
by kevin's girl
holy art thou mox
wholly unholy your ART
your berret's too tight
by kevin's girl
Then, I must learn
How to fool you to think
My drivel is what you want
by Moxie of what do you want?
Poetry can be blood
ego, soul, id, all spilled
this is why you fight so deeply
by Moxie of A question...
In Hadrit Ray movie
threw his writings to their death
to find life in himself
"Those who lose their lives shall find them, those that seek them shall be lost..."
by Moxie of apu
It is like a slice
on the wrist or orange? still
One is sweet, I want...
by Moxie of I hate to keep going
I can count indeed
I don't want to at times so
that was a zen speak
Art is all too often compromise for those who would kill for taste's sake.
by Moxie of not really
I should have left here
Thirty minutes ago, but
badhaiku magnet
by ferret70 of chicago
I ran over a
mime once. He had white gloves and
was waiving at cars
by impro
I had a nightmare
about a mime with a case
of constipation
by impro
Grandma with the cock,
let me introduce you to
my friend... He's a mime!
by impro
when we reach Ten Thou
we'll still have One Thou to go
cuz of those that weren't
actually haiku, know what I mean?
and don't count the ten
Great haiku some of youse
snook in here, damn ya!
by boo
One bad Haiku is
worth a thousand turds. Here is
my magnum opus!
by impro
http://www.badhaiku.com/default.asp?intLastRec=8530
Truly great this one
The boldness of enterprise
Is admirable
by Janis of Toronto
We're in the home stretch
Slowly but methodically
To ten thousand posts
by Janis of Toronto
Aaah, the good old days
Haiku about smoking pot
Does my mind quite well
by Janis
"doguthu ugu"
a voice from a magic land,
"live long, scrape much resin"
by Josh of the dog god
content with the flame
blithe in the red burning bowl
happy with my lot
(happy with my pot)
by Josh of the dog god
hair on everything
black hair covers white laundry
ack! i hate my cat!
by Josh of the dog god
Bleary eyed at daw
dew settles on the cool grass
cat wants out again
by Josh of the dog god
Everything makes sense
all the logic of the world
load another bowl
by Josh of the dog god
seeking artistic
recognition here? oh boy.
grandma has a cock
by ap
I lost a button
hole on my white shirt today--
Ha, made in China
by impro
Lying Peacefully
contemplating existance
still in my bath robe
by Josh of the dog god
in the park
It is so peaceful
the old people, the lovers
daisies on the grass
young children play here
birds fly and cherp around me
wish i wasn't naked
by Josh of the dog god
BAD haiku dot com.
never GOOD haiku dot com.
pure entertainment!
by ap
Flopsy, Moxie, and
Cottonmouth often enjoyed
Herbal refreshments
unfortunately
this severely impeded
count ability
by impro of With appologies to B. Potter
Earth keeps on-a
rolling, rolling, rolling all
around the heavens
creepy bugs as big
as 6-foot fuck beer bottles,
'cause they weren't taken.
by Miss Everything
gotta skip e'en more
to get to ones I adore -
Miss E's Nude Plunge - 8530
by Miss Everything
