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I've invented a new poetry form, the Pi Poem, based on the digits of pi. The basic rules are: each line should contain the number of words/syllables corresponding to the digit of pi so far, while the second line of the poem should always be the word "point". You may go as far along pi as you'd like. You can rhyme or not. The idea is to use the spirit of the number to control the form, but the words are all yours.

Here is my initial foray. My last line is a bit of a cheat, though I think it fits the form very well.
 

I've encountered that
point,
one
implied, inherent, even promised.
One
never sought. Not a gift.
The peaches I have dared lie eaten, sticky memories,
blue ribbons
molding in a muddy cardboard box.
What do I dare as
my next peach?
So little time to claim
between this morning's aches and when I join
infinity.

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A friend of mine a while back told me about a new poetic form she had encountered, the Jacobean Sonnet. Some of you may have heard of the Iron Poet competition, of which one form is to take a well-known sonnet or other poem, such as "Ozymandias" by Percy Bysshe Shelley, snip off everything but the last word in each line, and have the competitors write a sonnet using the last words on a new topic.

A Jacobean Sonnet is to write an original sonnet, using any of the classic sonnet rhyme schemes, except each line is only one word long. The word can be any length, but if the word is more than one syllable long it should be iambic. The result should be a complete poem.

One of our mutual friends read me a Jacobean sonnet he had written, and I wish it was online so I could point people at it, as it is in a nutshell every single poem any bard has ever written in the SCA. If I get inspired soon I'll write one of my own.

Ah, you say, but there is already such a thing as a Jacobean sonnet. Where did this new one come from? It came from Jacob, the leader of the Surenos at my friend's high school, who was one of her students and who invented the form quite by accident.
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Farewell, Jeff's fairy bunny princess.
Jeff loves you to the moon and back.
But you've soared beyond the moon.
Jeff loves you and wants you back.
Who is there to play with beyond the moon?
No Jeff, but Bruce is there.
I've known him all my life.
I want him back.
But
Now he can play with you.
His sense of humor is just like mine.
He traveled to Thailand, and Belize, but never Africa.
Share your stories and laugh together.
Share stories of your journeys, as you explore the stars together.
It won't be too dark.
He understood stars. And rockets. He showed me a space shuttle.
We always went to the Space and Rocket Center together.
I went without him this last time.
As the two of you explore the galaxy together
Tell jokes
Share stories
Remember us
Farewell, Jeff's fairy bunny princess.
Not good-bye.
One day
Jeff will meet you at the moon and love you through the universe.
And you won't come back.
One day
I'll meet Dad at the moon, too,
And he'll show me the stars.
I'll love him through the universe, as he'll love me.

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A few months ago, a bunch of people I know were writing hometown haiku, and this is the one I wrote. Feel free to contribute your own hometown haiku.

Idaho

Mountains, forests, snow--
admire the stunning vistas.
Ignore the people.

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