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?