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beach life by the seaearly morning getaway~ castles in the sand....Mark Toney © 2021.5/15/2021 - Poetry form: Haiku (for you)
He wanted to have something to look at through long legs; the view of Port Ann on the other side.
He admitted to having no one,
and got angry twice.
He always liked her
And liked being with her.
Beginning at three
I have started my journey
Thoughtfully drawing
This is who I am
This is Where I find my peace
I confide in art
The mask, stress, fakeness
No, I don’t go for the coffee
I mean, I do like the coffee
But really, I just like to be there
A cup of hot bitterness
Smoothed with a splash of cream
Is my excuse
It’s away
Where do we go when we die
Do we go to sleep
Or do we go towards the sky
in a slumber thats very deep
Or do i go by gods side
Does heaven exist
or is it just a myth
will i feel love
I want the breeze in my hair
To look up and see the outstretched arms of the wood and oak
I want to see the little puffs of white outlining the sky
I want to look to my side a see pushing through the cracks
Sometimes I wish I could just get away
Of all the bad things on life and the pain
I hate the generation how it is today
Everything in life right now is insane
Sometimes I wish I could live back in the day
