memories bring that
deep down feeling of what came
before, those old days

grandma's cock is big
stretching for over eight years
we love her long time

I see you all and
realize how much you wrote and
wonder who you are

grandma has a cock
wondering how long it's been
ash you might know that

chilly autumn wind
touches a fading petal
this garden's over

ev'rything changes
whether we move on or don't
the earth is turning

Tales of long ago
Yet I haven't aged a bit
Has it been ten years?

the outbursts of tech
fading to a new world where
thoughts remain vibrant

writings on this wall
you die, your legacy stands
- but servers die too...

Haiku was such fun
Dead dogs, grand pappy, stiff cheese
Now we have facebook

Haiku memories
Linger on the internet
Traces of the past

summing up my life
a whole decade of haiku
greater than the parts

I read some haikus
We wrote like 10 years ago
Crap immortalized

finally the rain
oily asphalt smell
permeates all my senses

Gen X to Gen Y
to why bother to why not?
gaps come and Gaps go

Berlin on Thursday
Tango house warming party
All the night, half the next

the bald truth is my
hat is off to you and my
hair is off my head!

We all know the truth!
Youth is wasted on the young!
Some compensation!

another birthday
watching my lost youth recede
along with my hair

the party goes on
after a drunken ranter
gets pulled out of bar

winters wisp of cool
trees to be covered in snow-
waiting waiting waits.

courvoisier dreams
yield to cheap tequila and
porcelain goddess

words can be funny
I am sure you have noticed-
such as ginormous.

along the empty beach
a deposit collector-
chased by chilly winds.

to lazy critics
please visualize my finger
and infer the rest

truth is I never
liked here, I just can't seem to
back off from arguing

yeah, one word can throw
all hopes into a tail spin
who knows but a dream

writing to tell you
i don't love you anymore
still, nothing was lost

neither of us 'loved'
you only thought you could have
i only want to

really I'd rather
I'd never shown up here again
this place makes me

feel like shit
and it shows in my
writing here

I think it's time for
your kind to vacate the stage
of life, good riddance

you know, "cultured" asses
are just like that, they smell like
rotten yogurt, all

cheesy, and ready
to throw out, your time has you
know come to be gone

Bad haiku, flowing
Crimson verse of hari-kari.
Not Cub announcer.

welcome back grandma
basho might have had a frog
but we've got weiner

I spent this past year
wasting my time and money
learning how to dance

october wind blows
so do all these bad haikus
grandma has a cock

fascination wanes
tomorrow's promise tumble
into old routines

One or two is nice
Pages after pages "NOT"!!!
So please keep to it!

words on a net site
are often reactions to
people never known

no irony here
people want me to be what
I don't want to be

juliet's death scene
ruined by raucous ringtone
romeo says 'oops...'

Autumn is with us
So say farewell to the Sun
We'll see you next year

brightly rising sun
travels across the blue sky-
sets abruptly.

leaves borne by all trees
gray and eventually-
gradually fade.

the pigeons vanish
dark cloud tears through skyscrapers
bleeds rain on pavement

wind dimishes
sun over the ocean blue
the joys of drifting

bitch is hott nahmean?
gots them round booties fo sho
like, daaaamn, nahmsayin'?

emelyn's story
angels weep forever
frozen respite

don't despair
everything is just fine-
maxims !!!

empty highway
cold sky, bare trees and snow
beckons warmly

lawful good
resembles greatly
chaotic evil