hardwood memories
well-rooted, time-tested, safe
~ hiking in mind's woods






Mark Toney © 2021

Don't expect pineapple juice from Apples,
So accept and deal with people as they are.
16/5/2021

I had an x-ray the other day
and they found you in a special place
Figured I'd tell you just in case
you were lost...

I was always infused by the quartz of time
I balanced love in separate hands ; cut , aching , refusing to heal

Happiness was measured out one grain of sand at a time
My measuring cup runneth over

My thoughts are bleached  bone white .
But I have preserved the marrow of my ways

I am the walking cacti
that push rocks in the sand creating the trails of tears that never reach the ground

I am desert
Full of the emptiness
that exists on the face of clocks and time

I am one grain of sand
The silence of the wind
I have no foundation
I'm tendered to my whims

Is he who
walks all alone with pain inside
Still seeing the beauty of nature
Still being kind
Still cares, still shares
Still saying thank You.

Shell ✨🐚

You can read it in silence
You can read it out loud
You can sing the lyrics of it.
It will stay forever still.
So write a poem
write a letter to all your
love ones!
With the written word
your word will live on
and on and on!

Shell ✨🐚