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curious humansnations working together—toilet paper wars . . © 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Hong Kong China crunchclash of ideologies—iron mixed with clay . . © 2019 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
One happy-go-lucky senryuWas caught impersonating a haikuThey levied no finesBut deleted two linesNow she's a stick-in-the-mud monoku . . © 2019 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
driving home to youunfortunately I died~ text said I love you.driving and textingnew car for graduation~ hey guys guess what I. . ..
strange and foolish quirks trivial human foibles speed bumps in my life . © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved . *** Poetry notes:7/28/2018. Poetry form: Senryu
time marches forward reality's fire consumes- dreams go up in smoke © 2018 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved ***Poetry notes:4/26/2018 Poetry form: Senryu
childhood memoriesdaddy says get the lead out--pencil tip shatters . . © 2019 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved .. ***
There is a wall plan, And it is being applied. Then money isn't there.
Eagle wins the game And then loves his precious wife. He dates a new bird!
The Sun is so warm That the grass is very green, And here's panda bear!
Trump made me feel great The MAGA US President Goodbye, status quo
Here is inland pride, And given bonks on the head, What is important?
Cowboy skeleton Succeeds in all stock markets But rages too much.
A pack of bulls charge Toward a big red curtain. They fall from a cliff.
Debates seem civil, But when there is politics, People scream, "Me, me!"
Close your nosy eyes Open them and rise upward Stand up for women
I feel emboldened My partisan senryu Bye O'No, hi Pomp
Moon of illusionsGod, weakens our resistanceenticing our minds...
Sight unravels thisan afterthought of naturein an opened book
I'll never know thoughtrekindling waning truthwhen darkness whispers
Each thought, on a breath inclined of indecision trails failing embers
Words on a page waneand aimlessly whisper thisrekindle glory
This house is hollow, these trees are artificial, I can't feel their warmnth.
Bright before my eyes My angel falls from heaven Gracing my soul, surprised