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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

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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).

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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.

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infinity

my muse and I - riding on the coattails of infinity

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.

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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

 

~Top 100 Famous Poets Ever~

 

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 🙂

 

Favorite Poems & Poets | June 2019

Denunciation | Marie Under

I cry aloud with all my people’s mouths,
our land is smitten by a plague of fear and lead,
our land is shadowed by the gallows tree
our land   a common graveyard, huge with dead.

Who’ll come to help? Right here, at present, now!
Because the patient’s weak, has lost his hold.
But, like the call of birds, my shouting fades
in emptiness: the world is arrogant and cold.

The sighing of the old, the baby’s cry —
do they all run to sand, illusion, fail?
Men, women groan like wounded deer
to those in power all this is just a fairy-tale.

Dark is the world’s eye, its ear is deaf,
the powerful lost in madness or stupidity.
Compassion’s only felt by those whom suffering breaks,
and sufferers alone have hearts like you and me.

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Marie Under was one of the greatest Estonian poets ever lived;
estonianworld.com publishes six of her poems in full.

"Who was Marie Under and why is she so important for Estonians? Like many Estonian cultural greats of the turbulent 20th century, who lived during the oppressive Soviet occupation, her story is full both of joy and sadness.

"Born into the family of a teacher from Hiiumaa in 1883, she showed a talent for literature from an early age, starting to read at four and write her first poems at fourteen. She studied German, French and Russian in her early years at a private German Language School (her education later helped her translate German poetry and drama into Estonian).

"After brief stints working at the newspaper Teataja and filling her free time writing poetry in German (which, at the time, was considered the most important language in Estonia, due to the country’s history), she got married in 1902 and lived in Moscow for four years. During this period, it was the Estonian artist, Ants Laikmaa, who convinced her to start writing her poetry in Estonian. It is also believed that Laikmaa fell in love with her and he also painted many portraits of the poetess."  --estonianworld.com

Cover: Marie Under (portrait by Ants Laikmaa).

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