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Football

Which ball?

Your call

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The above Poem is known as a "Footle," a two-line poem that consists of 2 syllables In each line.   It is generally written to be light and witty.

Copyright © 2018 Mark Toney | All rights reserved

Learn More | Footle

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Turtle Hurdles

Baby sea turtles

Face huge hurdles

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The above poem is known as a Six-Word Couplet, consisting of 2 lines each, 3 words per line (any number of syllables) & the last word of each line must rhyme (aa).

Copyright © 2018 Mark Toney | All rights reserved

Learn More | Couplets

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Hurricane Michael

I am a monster
I have to be obeyed
beware of my wrath

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The above poem is known as a haiku, a type of poem that paints a mental image with a short amount of words & a set number of syllables per line.

Copyright © 2018 Mark Toney | All rights reserved

Learn More | haiku

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infinity

my muse and I - riding on the coattails of infinity

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The above poem is known as a "Monoku," a type of poem which is made up of a single horizontal line consisting of seventeen syllables or less. Traditionally considered as a haiku writing, Monoku appeared as an independent style of poetry in the 1970s. The first letter should not be capitalized.

Copyright © 2019 Mark Toney | All rights reserved

Learn More | Monoku

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Quotable Quotes

 

"Poetry is an act of peace" ~Pablo Neruda

“The poet is the priest of the invisible.” ~Wallace Stevens

"Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance" ~Carl Sandburg

"To be a poet is a condition, not a profession" ~ Robert Frost

“A poet can survive everything but a misprint.” ~Oscar Wilde

 “Poetry is ordinary language raised to the Nth power." ~Paul Engle

“I would define ... the Poetry of words as The Rhythmical Creation of Beauty.” ~Edgar Allan Poe

“It is a test [that] genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.” ~T. S. Eliot

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~Top 100 Famous Poets Ever~

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Cycle of Seasons (a haiku series)
by Mark Toney

Cycle of Seasons

vernal equinox
pollen's proliferation
spring's rebirth affirmed

busy bees buzzing
beautiful birds building nests
winters gloom erased

seeds take root
blossoms bloom-birdsong elates
spring nears its end

summer solstice
verdant landscape-sandy beach
families frolic

summer showers
heat and humidity reign
sunlight lingers

temperatures lag
cheerful chirping of crickets
summer's last gasp

autumnal equinox
turning leaves-migrating birds
autumn morning chill

leaf peeping pastime
harvest cornucopia
nighttime lingers

fall's first killing frost
season of melancholy
cold of winter near

winter solstice
bare trees and hibernation
don't risk bleeding lips

gardens lie fallow
mice attempting entry
long, cold nights

snowfall melts
winter gives way to spring
first mosquito bite

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Poetry notes:
6/3/2018

Poetry form:  Haiku

Copyright © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.

I decided to write a series of haiku (3 haiku per season) chronicling the "Cycle of Seasons." My intention was to simply include the 12 haiku in one poem. When it came time to post, I thought it might be too busy having all 12 in one poem, so I created 4 haiku to represent each season. Now I've included all 12 haiku in one poem, as I originally intended and now prefer. Now you know the method to my madness 🙂

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Favorite Poems & Poets | September 2019

 

A Smile To Remember | Charles Bukowski
(1920-1994)

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, "be happy Henry!"
and she was right: it's better to be happy if you can

but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn't
understand what was attacking him from within.
my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: "Henry, smile!
why don't you ever smile?"
and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother
smiled

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Charles Bukowski [1920-1994] was one of the most famous of the American poets of his time. He was first published in his 20s, but gave up serious writing for the world of work and bars. He spent a lot of time roaming from job to job living in rooming houses from the East coast to the West coast before joining the United States Postal Service in Los Angeles. His life at that time bordered on insanity and death, two prevalent themes in his writing.

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