Kindness is a tanka
Kind is valued like
A tree midst winters storm blown
You don't need it till
The heat of summer falls down
And you wish for leaves above
Simply cannot go back to simple
Simple should never be a wish
Of any man or woman having left
The complexities of another mind
Instead
The simplicity of the initial
Infactustion of mind
Will only serve to prove what is past
Less never lasts
When you've had more between your ears
Or so I find
Light shift perspective
Lights shine
And light casts down and shadows out
Rain falls and fall falls all around
Until down
Here I quest to surround
And build myself out of
The things I do not hate
And never could
These lights are the same no more
Thinkers and the un
Staring into oblivion
Is neither night sky nor a fire
No burning in such a head to be found
Nor bright light of illuminating desire
Instead slow and steady
As a sunrise and sunset of this
And he could be your cardinal wish
With the ocean crashing sounds which are his
If you desire such noise
Heart sparks and wandering mind
It seems only natural
That when the tinder catches
And your heart would come alive
Your mind would lose itself
Heaven forbid
Just for once they are a two
In ...................
Align
Obsessive me
Roll a red ball at my feet
I'll pick it up unfailingly
Because I'm always down to play
When you roll a thought out and my way
I cannot help
But forever play
Amend me from my natural ways
Please
A warm breath for two
These other writers merely write with tongue
They lick and lay spit in your ears
Without even the pretense of a song
Warm as breath
Dry as cloudless sky
I breathe a word into two or three lines
And into your lungs from mine
Share a breath with me?
Once again
Saria
Bloodrush memory, a tanka
A simple thought of
About your lips near and now
Is all that I need
To go off every handle
In the department of blood
Aims
A man can aim in this world all he wants
Quit, fail, succeed, and cross
He can run, and run
He can grow, pretend to change
And even become his own boss
But the need grows on
In the heart of the empty
Between the cracks of unknowing
Where the weeds always grow
His desire itself
Can become the eaters to eat
And his stomach no longer
To be filled even once, because
A man can aim in this world all he wants
Grow sideways
I try
Not to age
But to grow sideways instead
To bring new life and being and light resonance
Into my ever heavy head
Creating shade and spreading out
Releasing all once worry and all the ounces of doubt
And to rest like tomorrow will be everest
Because in such an unforseen test you might just find out
Grow sideways my friend
With only you
The other night I thought to myself
How wonderful it has been to be
With only you
And to be away from a world of revolving screens
Where noone but me
Knows what they want
Except you in regards to me
(:
Saria
Sometimes you shine, most beautifully
All the words ever sent your way
In a descriptive manner
My Saria found
Represent you yes
But are more than just that
They are the reflections of God
Which you and I both find resound
Your beauty is
Not your own so I find
My sweet embodied reflective garden sprite
It is memory and poignance and time and light
And your innermost being
As I've seen how it shines
And I love it
Saria
A cafe tanka
Bitter coffee is
Not a sign of purity
But rather remains
A sign of time and brown heat
Bublbling over till unend
Words on the shelf
What uninspired words of man
Could possibly evoke
A lasting change in me
None of these
There are none on that shelf
Which I currently see
Even the ones I once loved
For they are all just memories
Instead I find that its in faith
That its reflection within
Which makes the word most specific
And makes me relive it again
The Vision Of
I'm am called to speak
To offer myself
To embody to be
To lead
Only towards that which is Christ
And that which I always expect the vision to be
A place of true comfort and contentment and trust
I walk in that direction
Just because it must be
Always
With a glance at her eyes
I feel as it
I was floating at sea
Looking out only
Into the abyss of blue
When really all I needed to do
Was turn around and paddle with trust
Into you
My island of shattered green
Your eyes are more stunning than anything I could've ever imagined before
Saria
I am I will
The day I let myself be
After what I've already perceived
As a failue of being
On that day I will be someone else
Devoid of thought
And afraid of not feeling
On the day which I let myself finally be
I am I will
As I have never yet been
Free
Reflection in water
My half-moon heart
Shines less brightly without
The smell of your hair in my senses
The shape of your water in my riverbed
Saria