Flailing righteous rage,
Haiku purists stung by this
One breath poem.
by Haiku half-wit of albasatdawn@msn.com 
 
			
nice mountain peeks
too bad the view
is strangled by smog
by mean d. of so cal 
 
			
cast my gaze to a distance
beyond the reflected mountains
tripped over the rock at my feet
by mundane
 
			
just a memory
for memories
flowery swing
by mundane
 
			
slippery wishes
lace pearls silk
in black and white
by mundane
 
			
flashing cascading
water and light
autumn in a pool
by mundane
 
			
pinkish white pooch
on a couch
upside down smile
by mundane
 
			
meandering stream
dense brush
golden orange light
by mundane
 
			
quite walk
along a channel
moored houseboat
by mundane
 
			
no ending
no beginning
just there
by mundane
 
			
her hand held in mine - 
behind tall trees the sun sets, 
dark shadows approach
by elio of mistakenville 
 
			
her hand held in mine -
the sun sets behind tall trees,
dark shadows approach
by elio
 
			
marching
of the seasons
relentlessly relentless
by mundane
 
			
Fast straight flight
Concentration is key
Gold to reach
by Julie of Sydney Australia 
 
			
wake breath energised
relax fulfilled great fun out
then come home. weekend
by Mat in Sydney of Australia 
 
			
a sinking feeling
excavating all pockets
coming up empty
by vince
 
			
Passing through this world
Leave nothing but a foot print
which time will remove
Hold what's beautiful
through our fingers like white sand
Life slips unnoticed.
by William Nippress
 
			
how do you
i print my foot
eyes opened!
by Chuda Dhakal of Nepal 
 
			
you are
because i am
no answer!
by Chuda Dhakal of Nepal 
 
			
a footprint in the sand
means nothing
to the wind
by mundane
 
			
lumbering buffalo
no longer roaming the plains
on my grill
by mundane
 
			
my ghost asked your ghost
in the elevator ride
with nothing to say
by vince
 
			
nature contained
four maple trees
in full color
by mundane
 
			
Tango Finland scene
there's so many blond beauties
Must go back real soon.
by william Nippress
 
			
Finland tango scene
There's so many blond beauties
Must go backrel soon!
Told you i would'nt write about Tango
by William Nippress
 
			
a fish
balancing a martini
just grand
by mundane
 
			
when your name comes up
i twitch wildly and yell 'fffuck!'
they think it's tourettes
by vince
 
			
sunshine
I don't see
a drop
by mundane
 
			
Who am I to you
Circles within circles dance
Who are you to me
by Jadedog121212 of V.B., VA 
 
			
Just got out of bed
Some realy good haiku's
So nice to read them
by William Nippress
 
			
Still hard to fathom
Money can't buy happiness
It just promotes smiles
by Dave Jones of Inglewood 
 
			
crickets
busily away
disturbing my nap
by mundane
 
			
so many leaves
scurrying along
vying for attention
by mundane
 
			
indian goddess
seen through many twirling veils
sunray pierce through cloud
by vince of bollywood 
 
			
crinkled autumn leaf,
floats upon a gentle breeze 
- slows before my eyes
by elio
 
			
become one
with the world 
of ducks
by mundane
 
			
Thoughts expand in peace
As I reign undisturbed from
The porcelain throne
by Dave Jones of Inglewood 
 
			
A boy speaks like a man
but can't escape destiny.
Sill, the fool will speak.
by mean d. of so cal. 
 
			
i think that is it
I've been keeping it so long
now I think I may
by EUREKA love of all things necessarily evil
 
			
spent my time, jamming
needles into light sockets
searching for feeling
by vince of do not ask how i am 
 
			
Asying or asking? english or English? dont or don't? american or American? sylables or syllables?
People in glass houses and all that! Criticism from an ignoramus. What a joke!
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
Tango oh Tango
I will write about Tango
And criticism!
by William Nippress
 
			
I'm so Tangoed out
I just got back from Finland
tango, tango Tired
So many "Pretty" Blond girls!!!
by William Nippress
 
			
Thats all I have to say on the subject of Tango!
Hurt to the core I'll write no more.
by William Nippress
 
			
			
Work on Sunday sucks
At least the weather is ****
Dream of 5 PM
by G
 
			
it's just bad haiku
the poetry critic jumps
no-one hears a thing
by ash of poetic justice 
 
			
you got bad haiku
and i'm a let you finish
but basho was best
by ash - check out my linky :)
 
			
when you are mentioned
i burst foul language and wailed
they chewed thoughtfully
by vince
 
			
in my medicine cabinet,
the winter fly,
has died of old age
by Anonymous Poet