you can't rid the world
of evil as bush suggests...
bad haiku is proof
by scott
I sip the fresh juice
of the welcoming morning
I smile, life is good!
by jewel1
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA
by HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
I'm still single and de-
spite the stroke me jokes along
needs a partner surely
by Lee
hope you get to be
a phoenix like me, gentle
yet filled with fireballs!
by phoenix
Well, I hope to rise
from my own ashes, no offense, ash
less of an ass
by Lee
and don't spread lies, dudes!
in the guise of purity, bah!
give freshness a chance!
by phoenix
(remember, lie like hell, next time, lie like hell!)
by Lee
(remember, lie like hell, next time, lie like hell!)
by Lee
Well, if you're mad
at someone then, you'd rather
remain mad, really
by Lee
comicat gets slack
for being entertaining
you have no excuse
by scott
If I had a life
to get, then,aparently
I need a mohawk
by Lee
tell me, can't there be
haiku, if say, it isn't
5-7-5 huh?
damn the digits, fool!
read on, and read on real good
delve into haikus, real deep!
by phoenix
I'm sorry, my wit
just went for a stroll and now
he's in quite a nit
by Lee
so lee is moxie?
oh my god, i think i care..
time to get a life
by scott
someone wanted my
hair purple, and all this in a
chat!
by Lee
by the time I get
to phoenix, he is counting
...all we've ever asked
by scott (well, that and a little wit might be nice)
your haiku is bad
A product of burnout, charred!
It is you who kill!
by phoenix
do you know me well
enough to hate me so much?
or do you just hate?
by phoenix
pray, illuminate me
thy grand champion of dimwits
what is it you ask?
by phoenix
moxie is on the
track of the 'killing haiku'
he makes me feel sick
by Anonymous Poet
phoenix or moxie:
this is the digital age
use your damn digits
by scott - I'm taking off the parenthesis!
Ronin, your name speaks
of some brute of guy dressed in
kilt. What's underneath?
(hint: my guess is not going to include a pair of...well anyway.)
by k_against_Ronin of The Circle K
Weep and grieve, alas!
hear their maniacal laughter
borne of ignorance!
by phoenix
that moxie is not jewel
phoenix, not moxie
bewildered moxie, weep!
by phoenix
Dear Moxie, pilloried by crass pretenders
thoughtlessly assuming You
to be me! Oh what shame, had they but known
by phoenix
and the skylight dims,
and the rain begins, the wind
may sing us some hyms
by now THATS!!! bad
I wish I had time
to explain this chaos thing
It's all Erisian blues
by Lee of (who is the original "Moxie")
Yet limited in scope and style, one wonders
All dimming smoke with no fire!
Ignorant bravados! Empty threats! I sigh
by phoenix
At his genius being torn to smithereens
At many a mindless blokes
Who place themselves above the rest, superior
by phoenix
Ash is a stoic witness to my carcass burned
drunken to a stupor, he drools
Edgar Allan Poe's hair stands on its end, shocked
by phoenix
leaves blowing into a
sentence; !-----> Please hammer a nail
into moxies head..
by Anonymous Poet
misty morning breaks
neighbours panties on her line,
they sure aren
by Anonymous Poet
^-^-^-^-^-^-^-^-
the crisp falling leaves
ease not the pain of moxie,
blanket him in snow
`*`*`*`*`*`*`*`*`
by Anonymous Poet
strangely odd insect
an unfamiliar species
i mark its passing
by ap
rage in the blue sky
terrible days for cowards
but for R hatred
hatred breeds in him
haiku for this page or be
damned, no bulletin
for R, terrible
days ahead of loneliness
but indy feels good
by indiana
plath would stick her head
in a microwave oven
if alive today
by scott (wish it were original...but concerning the confessional poets)
she didn't mind the
act itself, liked it, or so
she told me she felt
she didn
by Anonymous Poet
structure takes a hit
in stunned disbelief, we ask:
can haiku survive?
by scott (if the onion were in an all-haiku format, they might print:)
had a girlfriend who,
would blow me and then spit it
onto me....glaring!!!!
by Anonymous Poet
structure? discipline?
all collapsed, only the chaos..
crazy moxie blues!!!
by me too but then I think--just one more
i'm satyrical
the smell of mel's fresh mowed lawn
thrills my inner goat
by scott
i put in my time
fighting the moxie menace
i earned my medal
by scott (never sober)
I am ashamed to
continue my moxie war
you sound too sober
lee. look back to when
moxie was signing his own
name to see our side
by just me nobody who moxie knows or thinks it is
life is poetry
sometimes it's a love sonnet
sometimes bad haiku
by scott (waxing philosophical and his skis)
Bad behavior is
not exactly haiku but
it is what it is
by Lee
Well, you drink Moxie
It's very bittersweet and
takes time to enjoy.
by Lee
I live dead end but
it's still cheap living so
rural life is slow...
by Lee
