thank goodness haiku
keeps me sane in times of stress
wish work were as fun

the thesis is due
in seventeen or so days
after that, long sleep

Scott the meddler .. err
mentor... works for me even
though I am not ash

looming but unseen
Scott is in his sewing room
shuttles back and forth

i've been wool-gath'ring
long enough to spin a yarn
think i'm fleecing them

when fabricating
make sure it's the finest wool
pulled over the eyes

my project today:
fabricate my old timesheets
think i'll use whole cloth

of course t'was just I
havin' a bit of a laugh
freezing my arse here

spring is in the air
squirrels do it in the trees
tho' nineteen degrees

so who is this guy?
the royalist who hates queens
an ex-new yorker?

congratulations,
ash, on your haiku headline
(although the link's dead)

congratulations,
ash, on your haiku headline
(although the link's dead)

talking of sport sport
bulls roaring at the gabba
how's ya finger stu?

deep thought of the day
can't wait for spring vacation
diving in the Turks

March madness marches
On, OregOn in the lead...
nerds can like spOrts tOO....

all this March madness
college basketball ennui
when will it be gone?

when i was thirty
seems like only yesterday
thanks to dementia

please don't be kayla...
oh, my day has been brightened
i plead entrapment

thoughts do not exist
there are only sensations
- deep thought of the day

scott is thirty, eh?
here I was flirting away
thought he was younger

botryoidal rot
without chemicals you've got
very decent red

cold, sweet, chemical
prickling bubbles on my tongue
tell me I'm alive

spring is here again.
a young man's thoughts turn to
new allergy medslong distance cyclingwell, the obviousoh shit, i'm thirty

wouldn't you just love
to know what i told my friends
the next day? you bitch.

i would love to write
in praise of roadside flowers
but they make me sneeze

a "bad man" weighs in...
janis, erase the address?
kayla, don't post it

fuhgeddaboudit

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http://ae.boston.com/haiku/new_haiku

once upon a time
author at boston dot com
rambled on and on

The cusp of danger
It must be where you exist
If indeed you do

if you are yourself
disregard my squalid jibes
keep up the good work

kayla i wonder
federal lolita bait
or maybe moxie

I liked your haiku
kayla, but stay away from
the bad men....ie....

moxie...ronin....bung.....scot.....ap.....paver.....and many, many more

someone street-proof that
child, or at least bad-haiku
proof her! no addresses honey.

but some of us have
TOO comfy dial-ups...some jet
chair ASDL

our universe is
an internet connection
and the comfy chair

tropical greyness
dripping blanket floats above
the water pours down

take away the world
but don't cut my connection
happy e-limbo

fuck you moxie

mother fucking bitch give me my fucking cigarette

sweet smells fill the air
flowers bloom everywhere
babes born here and there

glass balls and glowing lights
dead tree in living room
killed to honor birth

The flap of a bat,
drip drip of monsoon waters
Ancient image stares

want some bad haiku
read Boss Cupid by Thom Gunn
re: Jeffrey Dhamer

mellie, all hair should
be public, even the hair down
under, let it grow

chemical syntax
unaccounted synapse lapse
confusing perhaps

todays flowers are on the top of my head
i will water them by orange juice
ironic from the window

mellie's armpits bare
how come we have pubic hair?
freshly mown down there

my smelly armpits
serenade summer's decline
not unlike my own