It was raining out
As I looked out the door
Then I heard thunder
-- Nathaniel Hernandez (Votes: 4)  |
We are all hobos
Some of us live in boxcars
Some of us do not
-- Cody (Votes: 4) |
In the Grape Day Park
Hobos, under every tree
One strums a guitar
-- RRita (Votes: 4) |
Yay for the hobos
Yay Yay happy yay happy
Hobos are happy
-- The Great Hobo (Votes: 4) |
Flay all the hobos
Flay all the hobos alive
Their hides are so thick
-- Anti-hobo Joe (Votes: 4) |
Colorful fall leaves fall
Blowing in the pretty
Calming and soothing
-- Soccergirl (Votes: 3) |
Cody writes a lot
of haikus, and deserves to
get an award yeah
-- Squashed Fish (Votes: 3) |
oak tree bare roots up
lies broken across my path
rotting back to earth
-- terlen (Votes: 2) |
Birds just want to be
Free as their wings let them be
Cages cause them pain
-- senryusan (Votes: 0) |
Winter sun
Warm woolen back
Cloud cools
-- Belinda Parsons (Votes: 0) |
gray steamy morning
soft voice of falling rain
rose petals shudder
-- terlen (Votes: 0) |
Its fragile grip lost
a leaf drifts gently to earth -
winter calls us home
-- John Behr (Votes: 0) |
