Poem Pigeon | Share an existing poem

Poem Pigeon | Share an existing poem

Meta-Basho

Ready? Here we go
Frog jumps in pond, Ancient sound
See? Now go dry off

Golden Poet

For Your Eyes Only
My real name is John Ernest
Not Golden Poet

Happy Birthday Nona May

Husband pens his love
After one year of marriage
Proud to be your spouse
Partner in deepest spirit
Yesterday and tomorrow

Blessings of a happy home
Irresponsible poet
Responsible Nona May
Turned it all around
Horizons unbound
Dancing through the galaxy
Astronomical glitter
Yearning to be creative

Never giving up on you
On this very special day
Notions of passionate love
Anon and henceforth

Merrily we sing
Astral connectivity
You and me both bless'd

quiet

Quiet but the whisper Of ballpoint on paper Sweetens Hippocrene

Free the Haiku Seventeen

Legal department
Haiku Incorporated
Short verse lobbyist

Filing suit against
All seventeen syllables
Defective products

Waving placard shouts
Free the Haiku Seventeen
Storm clouds cross cardboard

Aggressive silence
Media strangely absent
Birds poop on protest

He Pours River

Stream was always there,
So I dipped my tea kettle
Too much, poured some back

One who saw said, “look!
He pours river from kettle!”
Thus legends are made.

Ways not known to me
Appear beneath my Nikes
Synchronicity

What led me here now
I shall follow in future
Ways remain unknown

As temple bell rings
Flock of sparrows leaves its tree
Will they all return?

Type 2 metahaiku - Bravo

I heard those guitars Accompanying your lyrics,Kudos to your muse

Nameless Stranger

Stray dog barks at road 
Not just any vagabondChildren run to look

Patches on tatters
Holes through dusty shoes and hat
Walletless pockets

At the edge of town
Lawmen watching his approach
Might just have some fun

Did you hope to pass
Without giving up some gold
This here's a toll road

Empty palms up shrug
Silent universal sign
Mute baffled and broke

Show us some I D
Any kind of credential
Utility bill

A scrap of paper
Turned to lace at the creases
Kept under his hat

Like a stinking fish
The two deputies watch him
One grins other frowns

Hey wait a minute
Don't I know you from somewhere
Famous for something

Crowd gathered like clouds
Spatters of recognition
Fall on hunched shoulders

Whispered names thunder
Shower of accusations
Lightning in his eyes

Rogue preacher wizard
Winds of change at his command
Simply vanishes

A gasp from the mob
Read the paper that he left
"Will haiku for food"

this shape

When I see this shape
I imagine flat footballcovered in tall grass

Type 1 Metahaiku- Ace

Self descriptive verse
Pours seventeen syllables
In three lines like these

Singularity
Needs no context or reply
Verse regards  itself

Explaining haiku
Type one metahaiku serves
As mirror to verse

Meta-Tanka Blues

meta-tanka blues
thirty-one syllables long
two sections, five lines

above find subject's action
below artists reaction

Rensaku Barbecue

Written on paper
Translated to internet
These words meet eyeballs

Pond of Saint Basho
Frog leaps in ancient splash sound
Water writes ripples  

Poet  writing verse
Motioning to haiku muse
I have nothing 

Distinct aroma
Someone cooking barbecue
Distracting poet

Neighbors family
Arriving from far away
Invading poem

Muse tweaks poet's nose
Neighbor kids politely knock
Come share food with us

Positive response
Starving artist needs to eat
I'll be right over

Poet can't resist
Laughter from neighboring yard
Gurgle in belly 

Bring paper journal
Explain haiku to novice
Summer afternoon

Torn between two sides
Happy I can have them both
Corn on cob and beans

My muse must have been hungry
I stuff my face with burgers

Meta-Masters

Masters of silence
Let thunderbolts speak for us
We picked the right fight

This is how we do
Bad things without attention
The silent treatment

Meta-Haiku

Regarding haiku
writers and poetic art
In this common form

Unrhymed poetry
seventeen syllables long
in three lines like this

Found among comments
left as kudos for your skill
as haiku artist

Demonstration verse
for entertainment only
Discretion advised


   

Not Funny

In response to http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1245492/nsa-science-senryu/---------------------

this is not funny
Now I can feel it alsoHear it in my head

Haiku Challenge

Hello Poetry
Answer other writers muse
In this online world 

Myth becomes solid
Explained poorly long ago
This is how it works

Compete for prizes
Outsmart the other players
Nature of phrasing 

Bring your old notebooks
Hunker down and write a bunch
Thoughts long forgotten

on saint Swithins Day!

Gunsaku Galaxy

Collected haiku
unbound by shared cause effect
is called gunsaku

no particular
first next or last verse prevails
unlike rensaku

organic grouping
each intends to stand alone
like cards in a deck

each verse a star with
intelligence of word worlds
in their own orbits

take this description
as a general guideline
meta-gunsaku

individual
three-lined verse standing alone
one haiku poem

relativity 
states each stands at the center
others surround it

galactic haiku
may seem first to be written
by being on top

fill water bucket
first drops are found on bottom
final drops on top

gunsaku like stars
shining in our galaxy
sharing gravity

...within...

Worlds whirl within words
Meta makes mirror moments
Poet practicing

ACR OST ICS

Above and beyond
Common rensaku poems
Read lines first letters

Order of stanzas
Stands the consecutive streak
To spell out a phrase

Insight slowly blooms
Changing readers inner mind
Starting with writers