NONE LINERS TO ONE LINERS
Because my last post (TITLES FOR BARE NAKED POEMS) featured ‘no-line’ poems, which some readers might consider devoid of substance, I will try to wrecktify that air with a whole caboodle of one-line poems for you nit-pickers who insist that poems should have words — followed (in a spirit of munificence) by a bonus kit of one-line quotes, just for the tell of it. Now, far be it from me to make threats, but be forewarned: if this post isn’t enough to placate your unreasonable expectations, I may have to up the ante next time with a post of two-line poems….and you wouldn’t want that two happen, would you?
POET AT WORK
Have an angst day.
A VERY SHORT, PASSIONATE POEM
Would I lie to you?
WE LIVE IN IGNORANCE
Who knows why?
GOD ONLY KNOWS
So….I suppose.
DEER HUNTER TRIES SHOTGUN
Anything for a buck.
BLUE NOSE STUMBLES UPON RED-LIGHT DISTRICT
Whores!
DEAF SQUAD SEARCHES HENHOUSE
Nobody hear but us chickens.
TEMPUS FUGIT
Please excuse it.
MOLEHILLS AS MOUNTAINS
What’s up with that?
GREAT POEMS NEED GREAT READERS
Sign here ______________________
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There are two ways of disliking poetry: one way is to dislike it, the other is to read Pope. –Oscar Wilde
I like to think of poetry as statements made on the way to the grave. –Dylan Thomas
All that is worth remembering of life is the poetry of it. –William Hazlitt
Poetry is what Milton saw when he went blind. –Don Marquis
Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat. –Robert Frost
You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you. –Joseph Joubert
Poetry is a gift; maybe that’s why you can’t sell it. –Evan Esar
In a poem, the words should be as pleasing to the ear as the meaning is to the mind. –Marianne Moore
Once in a while I meet someone who has read me; it did him good — I mean it served him right. –Robert Frost
What stimulates me to write a poem is that I have got something inside me that I want to get rid of — it is almost a kind of defecation. –T. S. Eliot
Gotta go.
scifihammy 2:32 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
haha Excellent one-liners 🙂
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mistermuse 4:30 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
Excellent one-line review! 🙂
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scifihammy 5:46 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink
hehe 🙂
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D. Wallace Peach 9:05 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
Clever. Ha ha.
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mistermuse 9:58 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
Thank you. While I’m at it, I’d like to recommend your blog to readers who value the values expressed in your interview post of Oct. 7 — check it out (by clicking “D. Wallace Peach” above) to see what I’m talking about. 🙂
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D. Wallace Peach 9:48 am on October 11, 2016 Permalink
Thanks so much! That was sweet of you. Clearly, we share those values. Have a wonderful day. 🙂
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Cynthia Jobin 10:08 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
I have a favorite among your poems and a favorite among the quotes.
Favorite poem: TEMPUS FUGIT It has great potential to continue on as a two-liner, a three liner, etc. and is very inspiring as long as you don’t abuse it, confuse it, obtuse it or generally over-mistermuse it….
Favorite quote:The one by T.S. Eliot….it explains a lot.
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mistermuse 11:27 am on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
Tempus fugit was originally the first line (“Please excuse it” was the second line) of a poem I wrote titled IMPOLI-TICK, back in the day when clocks actually ticked. Because tempus fugit, many people today are too young to remember such clocks and probably wouldn’t get the title, so I salvaged the poem as a one-liner.
As for the T.S. Eliot quote, perhaps it explains a lot about political speechifying as well as writing poetry, except that poetry is seldom a lot of BS.
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arekhill1 10:20 pm on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
Tempus fugit indeed, Sr. Muse. I fugited the weekend away in Mexico, which left me behind on mucho today. Glad I could finally catch up to you.
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mistermuse 11:45 pm on October 10, 2016 Permalink |
Now that The Donald’s chances of being elected Pres are fast fugiting away, you can go to Mexico as often as you please without worrying about a wall being built while you’re there, keeping you from returning home unless you dig a tunnel underneath. Yes! There is a God after all!!!
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Mark Scheel 6:16 pm on October 11, 2016 Permalink |
Muse,
I like the one-liners, but Esar’s comment really enlightened me. So that’s the reason there’s no money in it! Now I understand. LOL
Mark
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mistermuse 10:23 pm on October 11, 2016 Permalink |
Thanks, Mark. If I may change the subject, I notice that, in order to submit comments on your posts, I have to duplicate and submit a ‘CAPTCHA Code’ which, if I don’t do it exactly right, results in the disappearance of the comment which I may have spent 20 minutes (or more) composing. Not only is that frustrating, but I don’t see any point to it (even if I got it right every time)!
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BroadBlogs 7:35 pm on October 11, 2016 Permalink |
Clever!
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mistermuse 10:10 pm on October 11, 2016 Permalink |
Thanks. It makes me happy when my work appeals to a “Broad” audience. 🙂
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Don Frankel 3:11 pm on October 12, 2016 Permalink |
Frost was lucky he lived in the day before the internet. Can you imagine what some people might have said to him on SWI? Could he handle it?
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mistermuse 6:00 pm on October 12, 2016 Permalink |
That last Frost quote surprised me with its wit. As for “Could he handle it?”, wit can handle almost anything but the witless, so no doubt he wouldn’t waste time trying.
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inesephoto 9:36 am on October 13, 2016 Permalink |
Brilliant and profound!
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mistermuse 11:38 am on October 13, 2016 Permalink |
As the circus elephant said to its admirer, I should hire you as my publicist, but I could only pay you peanuts!
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