The summer rain beads
drops chasing each other
building to a faster finish

I am
This is
You are
I love you

Cheese and cracker crumbs
In bed between us like bugs
That's a Ritz cracker

Blood and bone and brain
Splattered across the highway
Better hose it down

Lear makes me crazy
holograms, my bleedin' adz
just say "no" to drugs


edit: I'm beggin' all of your forgiveness. My style of writing haiku is to write in the moment, exactly what I am feeling that precise second. It isn't always savory. I suppose we all do this, without needing to justify it. My bad.

[edit on 12/8/09 by argentus]

oh whaaa - I would never mess with the Haiku :-)

they had it worked out long ago...

long wait on Night’s bed
dark arms hold soft gossip said
nape draped in blue din

horseflies float slowly
craftily, panda rains, dark
poetess fleeting

turns once Summer’s face
finds place in falling silver
light escapes Fall’s eyes

early days allow
wilding skeins fast flying sing
quicken trumpets south

kingdoms scratch flustered
fisherwomen squeaking still
wintertime reddens

waters wander long
greening scents on singing stone
caravan whispers

[edit on 8/26/2009 by Spiramirabilis]

My ass is itchy
I must not have wiped too well
I need a bidet




[edit on 26-8-2009 by Excitable_Boy]