#simile
Like orange veins slashing throught the city streets
The warm light leads to the heart of the city
Looking for it
But never finding it
Until daylight comes
And you can't see the stream
Or where it leads
I wish there was some hope in it
But I can't find any
5d ago
May 28, 2026 at 7:33 PM UTC
My mother collects things
Like a leopard collects its spots,
Like a moth gathers dust on its wings
and a poet collects his thoughts.
Nov 18, 2021
Nov 18, 2021 at 3:03 AM UTC
A family is like a circle.
The connection never ends,
and even if at times it breaks,
in time it always mends.
A family is like the stars.
Somehow they're always there.
Families are those who help,
who support and always care.
A family is like a book.
The ending's never clear,
but through the pages of the book,
their love is always near.
A family is many things.
With endless words that show
who they are and what they do
and how they teach you so you know.
But don't be weary if it's broken
or if through time it's been so worn.
Families are like that -
they're split up and always torn.
But even if this happens,
your family will always be.
They help define just who you are
and will be a part of you eternally.
Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 11:58 PM UTC
Me without you
is like a leafless fall,
a snowless winter,
and a flowerless spring.
Me without you
is like a colorless rainbow,
a sunless day,
and a starless night.
Me without you
is like the ocean without a wave,
the beach without sand,
and a flameless fire.
Me without you
is like a book without words,
a man without a face,
and a child with no name.
Jun 21, 2025
Jun 21, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
The trees are growing
Like babies growing up to become adults
Like flowers blossom on the fields
Like plants growing fruit
Like the soil become fertile when rain pours down on it after a drought
Lastly, the sun shines on the earth to grow a diverse life
Jun 6, 2025
Jun 6, 2025 at 12:57 AM UTC
Waiting for the one,
Single perfect moment when I,
Finally, feel free.
When I breathe and it,
Feels like I am alive and,
Everything is fine.
When that moment comes,
Appreciation will spread,
Smiling happily.
May 7, 2025
May 7, 2025 at 8:52 PM UTC
I once met a forestry ranger
In the depths of a dimly lit wood
She warned me to steer clear of danger
And I told her I would if I could
I then met a four-eyed doctor
Who diagnosed me with unhealthy skin
In the very short time that I talked to her
She observed it was dangerously thin
I next met a forensic detective
Who examined the mud on my shoes
And recommended a thicker protective
To shield my poor soles from abuse
I then met a foreign ambassador
From a kingdom remote and removed
Exotic but totally taciturn
Her statements could not be disproved
I later met a forlorn professor
And assumed we might get along swimmingly
Like a shipwreck I tried to impress her
But her preference inclined to the simile
I furthermore met a fortune teller
On a poorly paved path to the beach
She foresaw not a single best-seller
Overburdened with figures of speech
Nov 24, 2024
Nov 24, 2024 at 11:13 AM UTC
You are more than your love.
You are more than him.
You can love him and not have him
and still be at peace.
Let your love flow
and unfold before you,
and let it go where it will.
But you are more than that love.
The universe longs to see
your myriad of gifts and talents.
Your voice like silk,
your mind like thunder,
and your body like the ocean,
strong yet flexible,
beautiful and evasive -
no one can possess you,
but they can delight in you.
Delight in yourself first.
Oct 9, 2021
Oct 9, 2021 at 9:32 PM UTC
...
At times I feel like a flower
...
Once swaying in a field free
...
Amongst a spectrum of colors
...
Washing down into a streams valley
...
Beneath the rays of light
...
Tickled by the feet of life in flight
...
Then plucked
...
Placed into a glass
...
By a window
...
To wither
Sep 20, 2021
Sep 20, 2021 at 10:54 AM UTC
a little simile here,
a splash of metaphor there,
all carefully folded and mixed
to form a delicious souffle.
it goes into the oven
at the perfect temperature.
the souffle begins to rise,
the sweet aroma engulfs the room.
but the timer chimes early.
they take the souffle out,
and it sinks within itself,
forming a deep, large canyon.
but this souffle is different.
they put it back in the oven.
it bakes longer and longer
until it finally rises again.
Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 1:50 AM UTC
I like likes:
Curious LIKE the first glance of a newborn baby
Happy LIKE the Awakened Gautama Siddhartha
Free LIKE flying fish over the ocean
Infinite LIKE the first light ray at the Big Bang
Silent LIKE a gas chamber after a shower
Always on time LIKE death
I like likes but
Do they like me?
Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 10:00 PM UTC
Like the waves,
Love crashed on our shores
And withdrew with fragments of us in it.
Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 8:18 PM UTC
He draws a silhouette figure on paper with ink.
He knows what she thinks.
He is fixed by her,
Like he just saw a woman for the first time.
She can just lay there and her presence shines.
He studies her body like the galaxy.
His interest won the acknowledgement test.
She won the academy.
He slips it on her desk.
And says to her "You are art."
Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 1:15 PM UTC
All my emotions bottled up.
Part of my soul has sunken in.
Your voice vibrates on my skin.
Bittersweet memories circulate like a washer on full spin.
I line my feelings and pin my agonizing thoughts.
Poured all my emotions, you stole all my tokens.
So cheap.
Drying all the wounds that cut so deep.
Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 7:49 PM UTC
Like a passenger sitting on a bus
Surrender your life to me,
I'll guard it like a driver steering
In the darkness, and
After dropping you to the destination
Will move on, happy with the FARE of Memories.
Jan 10, 2021
Jan 10, 2021 at 4:46 PM UTC
we bask in the glory of the sun
and gaze at the beauty of the moon
wondering what it would be like
to be as beautiful as each component
never gone, only "soon"
little do we know
that we resemble them both
we rise
we fall
sometimes never knowing
if we can even get back up at all
but we always do
just like the sun and moon
we are never gone
only "soon"
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 4:48 AM UTC
Younger wanting to be older
Older wanting to be young
Child wishing to be bigger
Bigger wishing to be thinner
Teen wanting a clearer face
Clearer face wanting a better body
People lamenting bad hair days
Bad hair days replaced with no hair days. . .
We diss what we have
Wish for what we lack
When what we have is gone
Oh, what we'd give to have it back!
Youthful desires for future yearning
Future bearing down like a train
Elders' memories of past unnerving
Hit by a train never the same
Mark Toney © 2020
Oct 7, 2020
Oct 7, 2020 at 12:25 AM UTC
The ache inside of me
Groans like desert for rain
like the waves for the shore
Like stars for the rest of morning
.
And it sounds so beautiful
So poetic
So perfect
An agonizing masterpiece
.
But it still aches
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 7:56 AM UTC
If you must tell a lie, do so well -
Lies likely fall apart
Often crumbling due to bumbling
A speakers deadly demise
My passion is the lonely lie
Lone creates shine
A lie must deliver cleverly
Or all would align -
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 5:37 PM UTC
you are as pretty as a star,
but unfortunately,
just like that celestial body,
you’re also a million miles away.
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 2:56 AM UTC