I read these sometimes
I laugh on the inside and
sometimes I do not
by impro :)
how can it be so
she's married to that cave man
oh bondage up yours
by bruce
Lucy laughs on line
I read her our badhaiku
she hangs up wheezing
by mellie
seismic pressure builds
forceful ass-lava erupts
volcanic ass bursts
by Frenchy
merrily I slack
at my new job that is cool
i code like a beast
they make me wear yup-
pie clothes to this business
yet I drive a Ford
by Kin Korn Karn of BAH
I can sense your craft
delight in this explicit
marriage of letters
by impro
i hope that your anx
has been put to rest and that
you know that you're great
by hopefully anon.
That dog looked at me!
and his growling's meant for me!
up, up, up that tree!
by Betty LeBomb
taco paco pea
i don't know what's wrong with me
go dog! scratch that flea
by Betty LeBomb
if I can bang drums
with my head, it will be done
in rhythm with'em
by impro
bottle-nosed dolphins
ate my peanut butter and
jelly on whole wheat
by impro
Kaitlyn is now born
My brother is now father
Hey all... it's a girl!!!
by Betty LeBomb
You say the wrong thing
If it's eternal, then, what gives?
We are but passing moments
by PXC
Odds and ends of old
yard sales, mistakes and knick knacks
The books we pass on
by PXC
the man I mentioned
Libran he was, balanced, maintained
and restored, my faith
by PXC of mentioning Librans...
rain keeps pouring down
as haiku keeps pouring out
saturated twice
by ash
you can pick your nose
and though you can pick your friends
don't pick your friend's nose
by ash
Dad's a bit fed up
about what, I'll never know
just moving along...
by PXC
the hairy brush of
whiskers felt from kisses to
my cheek. Thanks grandma!
by impro
One thing always struck
me about grandma. I think
t'was her rolling pin.
by impro
late for work today
had to dig my car out of
a deep pollen drift
by impro
pardon me while I
compose this rancid haiku
with my eye shades drawn
by Impro
it can't get better
no improving perfection
indian summer
by mellie
indescribable
brilliant blue crisp clear heaven
maybe the best time
by mellie
beloved pussy
purring small grey lap warmer
snuggled in my groin
by ash
it's raining again
it hasn't eased for days now
bring back the blue sky
by ash
her pink lips beckon
red wine summer night passion
tame the trouser beast
by ap
HELLO YA'LZZ I BE AFA TT!
by josh
torsion. torque. tighten.
sphincter close to failure
butt blast splash supreme
by ap
ham gas. yes ham gas.
doubled up i am laughing
cudos? NO! kudos.
by ap
with all due respect,
the writers settled their
pay differences.
by ap - there was no writers' strike
where have all the bad
haiku gone? - long time ago...
teevee stay on strike!
by boo
where have all the bad
haiku gone? - long time passing...
stage struck, hollywood.
by boo
where have all the bad
haiku gone! - long time passing...
stage struck, hollywood.
by boo
If she can love him
For all time then she has him
In her total soul
by PXC
Beltaine giving way
To real emotions, new clean ones
Funk melting to grass
by PXC
If you've fallen in
love rather than lust then a
shared shake is what digs special.
by PXC
I love you today
and probably tomorrow
beyond that... who knows?
by Betty LeBomb
A new start and a
clean slate. But still the old marks
you can still outline
by PXC
Drinking Moxie is
one of those things that people
drink in tradition
by PXC
I can tell that the
blues are caused by some excess
and a depression
by PXC
casanova p1:
girl if we made love
i would perform listlessly
burping up ham gas
i'd come right away
in a creepy high pitched voice
screaming mommy noooo
by Hollywood Bonfire
casanova p2:
then i'd start crying
the pale flab that covers me
jiggling like jello
then my heart would stop
clutching my chest i'd say blaaarg
shitting in the bed
by Hollywood Bonfire
We must be growing
Apart. I've been trying to
Remember your name
by Betty LeBomb
Have you seen my car?
Dude? It is a white Grand-Am
No... seriously.
by Betty LeBomb
Cinco de Mayo!
Rejoice! for someone stills lies
Tangled in my sheets
by Betty LeBomb
amphetamine birds
sing like the choir on speed
damn just that one crow
by ap
tap tap bedroom door
son says, dad lets go fishin'
man, this is livin'
by ap
sunday morning i
awaken sore and sticky
lord, bless this woman
by ap
it was the hope of
all we might have been.. that fills
me with hope to wish
but now the sun shines
cold, and all the sky is grey
all I wish is gone
by stackriot
