Short Mark Poems
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Before marching
To our graves,
Time leaving
Her mark
On all of us
Waiting for
Your soul to
Be saved
make life count
don't let us bounce
have some heart
be apart
of whats around
put your foot down
make a start
LEAV YOUR MARK
And Am I good enough....
Proud....
Feel fire.....
Am I good enough....
Sitting Inside......
Proud......
Lost.......
The big fake smile turned to an adverse question mark
Right now, its gravid back facing the statement line
Who is who that is that.
Thomas Mark Harmon
thought he was darn charmin’
he drank a case of Mr. Pibb
and became head NCIS head slappin’ Leroy Jethro Gibbs
a single cuckoo - -
two tiny sparrows feed the
big chick in their nest
written 25th February for Constance's Spring Birds contest
Although I basically disagree with the saying that there are no stupid questions I would say that there are not too many smart questions.
There once was a gambler named Mark
At cards he was somewhat a shark
he missed his cue
lost his juju
Now he sleeps in a public park
Thinking of Marjorie Taylor Green
Mark Twain wrote
"If you want people
To think you are an idiot
Open your mouth
And remove all doubt"
It is the heartfelt wish
of every man
to shine his light
upon this planet blue;
‘ere the wind blows
and his flame
is blown out.
we just passing thur
so you do what you do
let the born
carry on
the seeks you plant
be like a ant
be a part of life art
MAKE YOUR MARK
Mark shot his arrow on Saturday
It never returned, just sped away
It took a wrong turn –
turbo afterburn
Maybe it will be back on Friday
Marc Antony's funeral oration
Masterpiece of shrewd persuasion
Igniting sundry Romans' fierce desire
To douse 'noble Brutus' life with fire
ARE JUST NASTY DUCKS
TALK INSULTING US, CANUCKS
CALL US NASTY CLUCKS
IT IS NEVER DUCKS
IT IS ALSO NEVER CLUCKS
JUST SAYING AW SHUCKS
Big Spender thought he'd take a flutter
On the market for peanut butter
He blew their savings
On foodie cravings
And they ended up in the gutter
Hurt leaves a mark
That's felt deep within
Your soul which causes
You to serve your felling
From your body which
Keeps you from being
Hurt again
Part of my LIFE 4ever
Insane tho at time's
Calm at other's
I see his true color's tho
Everything i could want n a BROTHER
Somethin about us frye's
Form:
To be born Canadian was my fate,
something I will always appreciate.
The PM of my nation
deserves my approbation
for he'll not abnegate nor bloviate.
Mark Carney:
A smart, gifted man and that's no blarney!
Politically speaking, he was on the perimeter,
but now he's Canada's twenty-fourth Prime Minister.
there once was a man named Clark
who was blind as a bat in the dark
one night he went outside to pee
leaned up against a tree
and failed to leave his mark
There is no limit
to what you can dream....
or reach~
she used to say.....
and until she was gone....
I never forgot....
the wisdom....
between the words......
There once was a foxy young poet,
With a lawn and no one to mow it.
So she rustled some ewes,
And then ate them in twos -
And as for the grass, she’ll re-grow it.
I leave my mark
In two forms
paintings and poetry
Others leave novels
I leave short stories
not caring if I am compared
My children haven’t read my poems
yet
We strive mightily to make our mark
on planet earth
I left mine on a sturdy oak tree’s bark
gw + ia ~ my one and only since birth
"Don't sass me"
Conscience will justify you in it
In all ages of the world fiction has lured the obtuse
Afterward act accordingly to the dictates of your best judgment