tomorrow is not...
the only day of lovers!
it's our day to love?
by simon_legree of columbus, ohio
Woke up in odd room
Something moving beside me.
another notch on belt
by Anonymous Poet
inapt angers
seeded by
valid views
by Kiralli of Berkshire Hills
I cast my eyes south
alas no wood do I see
he sleeps like a log
by mellie
dick dead-eye he's not
seems he's just a rotten shot
seems he's just rotten
by mellie
when you look down south
australians can show you wood
see them cast a spell
by ash
unpredictable
when republicans taste blood
be careful dan quayle
by ash
that has got to hurt
the chance of one less lawyer
and he just wings him
by ash
'Duck' confusion!!!
Dick Cheney, trigger happy?
shot some guys cranium.
by koyaanisqatsi of manchester, UK
There is no desert
among the pines of our land.
Be true to yourself.
by our time of our place
racing wheels; blue light.
reckless nurburgring moment.
bob's folly.
by Harlot of UK
An errant ember
lies burning outside the hearth.
Foreign faith kills us.
by our place of our time
Steaming on a dish
and fresh from nature
by johnny rotten
I can see the light.
I want to be born again.
Open wide, Mother.
by normal
Sheer bliss: baby oil
massaged into my buttocks
by Thai lady-boys.
by Pokeaman of Sodom
I find a dead mole
and slowly tear it apart.
I disgust myself.
by johnny rotten
Ring on my finger
Glitters on someone
by M*G
so what about that
wasn't that just fantastic
oh, you aren't watching
by ash
Rest upon your gifts
Nothing worth doing is hard
Eschew exercise
by Lush
Warm blood seeps under
door, till it dries crimson on
its lifeless owner.
by Danah of The Garden State
Jug of putrid wine
And free web pornography
Budgeted weekend
by Lush
Jennifer Heil wins
with a freestyle work of art.
Canada takes gold.
by Anonymous Poet
Toronto Haikus
Always 'cold', 'grey', 'heat', 'beer'
(Not in that order)
by Brady of Toronto
My haiku exam
It's tomorrow - like always
Prime numbers. No rhymes.
by Brady of Toronto
Ray conniff singers
Ok, but Andy Williams
Sang it too, I
by I may be wrong
I just have to say
I have a bad bad case of
Olympic Fever
by Janis
ray conniff singers
take me up up and away
not andy williams
by ash
Bloody barbed wire
Drags my gloria in the dirt
Hangover
by M*G
All night and morning
I
by William Nippress
Your market theories
Engender much vomitus
Vive Monsieur Trotsky
by Lush
Truth in the mirror.
Some things can only make sense
upon reflection.
by the ghost of Haiku #34032
Drinking a JD.
Behind the bar, I see Jim
Beaming all over.
by Anonymous Poet
Jack Daniels is fun
Then he invites his friends.
Dam Jose Cuervo.
by Anonymous Poet
Dancing with the stars;
competitive
programming.
by * of UK
Though most literate
Before the TV I sit
Enchanted by shit
by Lush
Paper mess on desk
A little dream of future
Not to be believed
by Janis
Given wrong advice
Lawyer said you
by At a price
Package in the mail
Five pounds of pistachios
Life is good sometimes
by Ryan of Korea
You must have tasted.
Many very strange places
It
by Literally
Reel back in horror
Taste buds, very descriptive
Could see it for real
by Not literally
My back to the wind
A journey ends without fear
Smooth snow hides my tracks
by William Nippress
The all powerful
She who controls off button
We all bow to you
by William Nippress
Null is the answer
The gentle moderation
Has kept them away
(wood meet hand)
by Janis of Anti-trollville
I pull back the skin.
There are many small, red spots.
My cock has taste buds.
by smellie joe
not so bad haiku
what has happened here lately
no trolls ~ just talent
by bashomeister
My beans are all gone.
I haven
by Mr Bean
