call yourself doktor
davorkian of haiku
your attempts kill me
by ash
 
			
moron you call me
i withdraw my capital
leaving you poorer
by ash
 
			
To the misguided moron known as Ash:
One and all!  Refrain! 
Be quiet or ravage your
own forsaken name!
by Herr Docktor
 
			
Me devotchka,
So long you remain away,
Should I accept you?
by Fellow Narrator
 
			
the sloth has moved on
my week is gamecube and you
the sun shines again
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
many shattered dreams
heads full of nightmares heartaches
loving still matters
methinks
by mellie
 
			
I play the game mate
suck up the dic dot com
going up and down
by mellie
 
			
played literati
thanks to suck my dic dot com
i'm sad i went down
by ash
 
			
you've got it wrong ap
mistaking ingots for crap
give your wrist a slap
by ash (it IS me you dope......)
 
			
The two-way mirror
behind Rudolf's furry rear
lets the reindeer leer
by Betty LeBomb
 
			
moxie please die...now!
a transparent attempt at 
ruining the ash name
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
the correct order
to read to read my old masterpiece
is listed below
17921  17920  17919  17918
(ie, down the page)
by ash
 
			
attention george bush
elvis has left the building
the party's over
by ash
 
			
dis is my poem
it is not moxie and so:
dis not my poem
by ash
 
			
Throw out a leg - trip
a misguided misfitted
fallen messenger.
for the sake of the greater good
by ComiCat of Jerzey 
 
			
Obviously a 
Moxie attack on ashes
Copyrighted name
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
old Jedi mind trick
draws forth a semblance of life
here, drink some vodka
by indiana
 
			
so it's not haiku
but see if i give a toss
from twenty years back :
by ash
 
			
just when you think that it's going so well
circumstance transforms nirvana to hell
something around you's beginning to smell
it seems
by ash
 
			
bereft of things that really mattered
cupid lying raped and tattered
lost in pain, romance's shattered
dreams
by ash
 
			
but then that's just the way that it goes
pseudoromantic emotional throes
less on reflection than one could suppose
he thinks
by ash
 
			
released from the bond of distorting affection
pondering over that psychic erection
telling himself in astute recollection
love stinks
by ash
 
			
the vast universe
must somehow contain life forms
that communicates
by indiana
 
			
thinking about it
i'd rather feel your soft parts
than think about it
by ash
 
			
k you are not bored,
if you are boring, face it,
you are just boring.....
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
k you should get a 
Bitch biopsy, cancer of
the bitch; stop it's spread
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
im am fat
my name erica
big nut sack
i cant get a guy
even if i zip down my fly
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
she facinates me
astride me, she is grinding
such a fine jiggle
by ap
 
			
frozen homeless broad
her face a delighted mask
wow a whole dollar!
by fuck you
 
			
horny lung pictures
pink tissue ripe for fucking
the bleach stink of cum
by fuck you
 
			
Ben Harper cranks out
his heart, guitar becomes a
sauasge grinder for
a sensitive soul.
by k
 
			
Homeless woman takes
my dollar.  The frost covers 
us tonight.  And her?
by k
 
			
i love men, really
just ones who have a brain as
big as they claim...well.....
by k
 
			
rain arrives again
unwelcome to many but
bringing so much life
by k
 
			
grafitti splattered
tunnels take me into the 
heart of rain washed streets
by k
 
			
Cold seizes us now,
terrible this going in.
Lights sparkle in snow.
by k
 
			
snow downs the trees with
soft and the stars shine hard with
brilliant dead light
by k
 
			
honestly, that should
get some of you guys going
it's been real boring
(I really did have 
a lung biopsy, but it 
was all for reaearch).
by k of no action lately on badhaiku..why? 
 
			
lung biopsy to-
day, and all guys want to write
about is dicks
what a surprise to
know that while I'm looking at
pictures of my lungs
guys are simply yank-
ing away at their stupid
little, unused dicks.
by k_against_stupidity
 
			
thers a gine in my wine 
test and more tests
man i want to have sex
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
ass and gum on my thumb
and genis on my penis
ohh my boner
im a stoner
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
i looked at her lucious breasts
so fine like that science test
looking at them just got me hard
i just felt like a retard
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
			
hmmm...k sounds guilty
doesn't she?  I thought I had 
picked up code blue
..for a while there
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
no submit problems 
here.  Maybe you just need to
reboot or switch off.
by k
 
			
hmm didn't happen that time!
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
my browser IE 6+ has been
crashing after submitting XP home ed.
any one else?  Where is everyone?
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
Jump up and down ten
Times, Drink a glass of water,
What is going on?
by Janis
 
			
janis i think your site
is giving my browser the 
hicoughs.... possible?
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
A simple love awash,
Ocean of complexity,
Enjoy the voyage.
by pigdog