makes me want to burn
down a library of "great"
books because it is wise
to be suspicious of the so called
intellectual...

knows how to write sonnets but can
the dull fucker enjoy anything anymore or his his penis calloused to sexual feeling?

trouble with critics is they usually build up on others drivel and make themselves feel better about how good their writing is and if the competition kills themselves then the insecure fucker secretly admires one enemy out of the way

duck duck goose...the goose
is green, made of shape of spit
from dying SARS lungs
you can see the goose shape
from the blood spilling from the lungs...in the puddle...

just stand down and flush
the bastards down, and let the
drivel rot in septic

decompose and renew

God bless the whore and
the bullshit worker and the
janitors, who go
about picking up
the shit of these people who
all they do is shit

the poet slices her
wrists, because she couldn't see
when the market changed...

so the drivel that sold
was being praised by the same
mindless asshole that condemned
it with the elite crowd...

I say gas em and turn em into lamps, now that's the ultimate in demonic tacky...

made to flatter but
just tear down my confidence,
I hate prom dresses.

Well-done Ricky George
Not necessarily good
But it is funny

Dingleberry hangs
Little balls of excrement
Why didn

Chicken and capon
Turkey, grouse, duck and pheasant
This is foul haiku

Do I need say more?
It

aim for the gynoid
the cybernetic chicks in
the new cold war world...

oh, and don't worry
about the tomatoes, they'll
take care of themselves

the usual sandtrap
the social golf ball lands in
the corporate buff

Want a date? Find me, Sheila
Newton of Round Rock, TX. I am
easy. I will show you...

I am the Whore of Babylon,
I will suck out your soul,
I will show you..on my web cam.

I am Sheila Newton of Round Rock,
Texas. I will show it all on a web
cam. Just ask anyone.

waring a new shirt
and i got hot and sweaty
belly button lint

South West Texas sucks
wants to change their damn school name
New name wont help you.

mindless gift giving,
i have become ponderous,
in showing i care.

hey man what is that?
not real cool haiku bandit
got to keep it real.

pete you seem chipper
how is everything going?
i skipped class today!

exasperation.
i see what i want to see,
loving care... leave me.

we spend time wading,
through shallow conversation,
no fear in drowning.

when given the choice,
to save myself or just run,
i think i will run.

not really sure what to think
still sort of confused.
Haiku #28846, by tiger of vegas

April 15, 2003 1:50 pm ET




Show us how to write
Don

so i heard some news
not really sure what to think
still sort of confused.
Haiku #28846, by tiger of vegas

April 15, 2003 1:50 pm ET




Show us how to write
Don

so i heard some news
not really sure what to think
still sort of confused.

Show us how to write
Don

Make profound haikus
Make us all suck in our breath
Make us astonished

Here we go again
More critics than the poets
Show us your work

Little doxie takes
down the deer he chases, my
Bosco dreams again

i can barely look
where teh hell is the haiku
grandma has a cock

Viet Iraq!! Hows that? Pretty
Profound, huh? Ain't I snappy??
Don't I got funny stuff to say?

richard larson is a viet cong
sympathizer..stop the war in iraq
george w. had a DUI..hahahahaaa

just say hi to em
and say you like them
and maybe they'll get
confused and go away...

man, the old folks on here
have nothing good to say
period, at all, about
people they don't like...
just..."crap crap crap"
you're a fucking clique
getting a taste of your
own medicine...

usually those who
know it all don't know
how to make anything new

nobody would care
to be number one poet
by writing just crap

haiku increases
but it's hyperinflation
not entertainment

Free your self-control
Tell the truth and be dammed
Only if you dare

Like turtles we wear
Cumbersome exteriors
Just so we fit in

What ranks we join when
Society imposes
Its harsh rules on us

Spring glow warmth at last
Nature

After, tell me what truth
You have found about oneness
And understanding

Stay all night naked
Alone six feet up a tree
Face your primal fears
(No higher than six feet in a very dark wood)

Zen Masters only one!
There are others with oneness
Try Celtic Wicker

oh my dear sweet tea,
no other beverage will do,
you satisfy me.

If I do arrive
Forget love's just a figment.
Their touch blocks the truth.

I'd walk the train tracks
But in dreams, I have no will
To give me power.