Who Are We? SLAM Tribute Haiku Chain

MasTer of The SLAM
more than potentate or leige
teacher to the end


Mi great friend Michelle
stay well, feel well dear angel
sweetest soul we know

YO! Adrienne's World
bring us the staircase lessons
Whata friend indeed

Mr. Nice Guy Dale
the marble terrorist *GASP*
make me laugh again

Georgia writer
Just stirred then left where you lay
Pockets of Karen

Poetess E squared
listen to the trees whisper
oh! they for you

Blue lady of SLAM
fur-Y underwear aloft
tatooed Sydney scribe

Fruit of the islands
Flash withered dreams with heart song
Freud's pointing at you

Adorable one
what a great wealth of talent
writers block? Never

Virelay hostess
thrill me, chill me then EEEK! Whew!
out of the darkness

Little wild eyes
growing wings to fly and soar
to the stars, the stars

Poet Extremist
joy ressurected from dust
he can but can you?

Life is hard for those
who circle around the sun
stay strong dear Aaron

Want to pluck the rose
from little Mary's garden?
me too sadilou!

Go BJ Monet!
women police officers
Watch out Georgia!

WOW shadowe! WOW!
read 50mg Zoloft,
30ct. Touched me...
(WOW what writing. So did it work? I hope)

Eithne mystery
I know you will be forever
remembered in time

Jewel of the SLAM
Everyone must read... Go read!
"A missing portrait"

All go find your own
mirror of gen-reflection
see the april dawn

There once was a lady
called P0etchick, Liquid Love...
OOPS! Wrong form to do!
*(not Limerick! Haiku!)*