Obsessive

Obsession isn't always a dangerous thing

Sometimes all that wishes

And commands my mind to be

Is simply a desire for a round number

A selfish impulse for a whole loaf of tost

Or the need for a door to ever be slightly more

Closed

You know?

Life is dreams

Life is dreams

And hand and feet

And worlds built on sand

And drugs like caffeine

And I must ask

And listen

And see

Life as waters which move

And make waves like the sea

And all will dissipate

You see?

Beneathope

For years the stars were just above

A wishful hope

A white distant snow

A fleeting dove

The kind which I’d never known

For years the stars were just above

But now they are in the eyes of love

And one which now I know

Saria

A Sticker, A Tanka

A sticker is both

A constitution of this

The mind that's outside

A white humanity shell

A once expressive former

Fresh Wish

Wishing for me

Is tomorrow for us

And an eternity together

Full of breath and song

Belonging and longing

And excitement

No longer prolonged

You must forgive me if I

Cuss and hiss a bit

At time

For I no longer wish

To be divided from you

Such as the Boolean Pythagorean problem

Is long

No man escapes

Life is not at all about you

Though time may be untrue

Or relevant or real or felt

Not at all is this world

For its spinning is meant

To be turned against or towards yourself

For no man eacapes gravity without help

And tree ate planted for sake of being

And you be to forsake yourself

Or so you should

As no life is best spent ever

In the arms of loving yourself

Life is not about you at all

Life instead is growth

And about sunshine atop the leaves which fall

A different kind of ignition

A charring ash

Beside a stone

Needs no more rain

To cool it's skin

But you

With blowing confusion

And a clueless

Unbeknownst to self

Toss matches down

Till gasoline streams

Well up from the shale

And "poof" aloud

Now I am flame

Here again to be found

Don't challenge me

Like the suns first fire

For I am around ever

And will come around

To burn again

Oh clueless man

Dare you dare

Piss and challenge

Me again

Storms are

As storms will tell you

And shaking masts of bitter still

And splinters raining from the sky

Your world acrash below a swell

No voice to hear this solemn sound

Or wish to find in horozons eye

Except how we

As sailors a scurry

Shoyld know better then

To doomsday a different will

Why?

Because no storm is ever the worst

There are just storms

Forever

Love is

Love is not staying in bed

For hours on end

No

That is the feeling instead

And love is this

This forward thought

With such aim that it will not miss

Because it knows

A nature most aware of self

I am a dreaming creature
The kind which looks at self and sees
The constant pattern of love and stuck
In practices so well-known
That I
Not in an act of self worship or love
Catch myself thinking "if"
And also "I could only be"
Then more would be more
And somehow I most suddenly would
Be in someways more free

When really, I've been so all along and am

Who I am is am

What I believe is me

An early early morning tanka

Sunrise winks at me

With a cheeky smile of known

Having seen my sleep

And so little of me here

At this peace I am unknown

A growing out

Creation is special being

When breath is breathed

And life is felt

And suddenly the heart you imagined

Is suddenly being

And beating

And surrounded you are all around

Then only then

Can you look at those who breathe around

And say

"You are found, and I found you"

In this creative way

We abound

And together grow, out

Where I wish to stand

Clear my mind of fear and doubt

Drive out all negative seas and storms

And set my feet beyond sandy shores

On the kind of ground where my eyes can see

And my mind can glance at true perspective around

Distant Lines

You can glance at a horizon

Which is not in your direction

And without a stirring in your feet

Remain faithful to your walk

For observation and sight and seeing

Are not the same as faithful being

So long as your heart is not wanting

For a different height or climb

You can always appreciate someone elses

Horizon line

Though appreciation is where I always draw the line

You’ve yet to meet a decent poet

Good poetry is not breathy

But like breath it breathes

And speaks new life into the world

In both a manner and way

Which could never be displeasing

For when a person is on

Such good terms with words

You should let them share

And speak their love affair

Most freely

Trust me

most beneficial it will be

(to see)

A Dark Winter'sTanka

Slowly approaching

Is both the winter and you

My bright springtime love

And I wait like the nighttime

For this dark hour to be through

Responsibility

I no longer know

What a youthful wish is

For I am trapped between

All ages and scenes

And have only the imagination to dream

In this one most particular way

For I am neither the sight nor the seen

And want more than anything now

This responsibility of you

To which I am most happily new

I want

Flight

A caged bird

Knows not the height of the sky

But dreams of flight

Be it only in the room beside

Some wings just weren't meant

To be truly free

Some birds are never given the chance

To imagine what could be

Morning love

Soak through the ground

Like the dirt you know where my heart is found

Beneath sky, and storm, and morning dew

Around is where such begins anew

My love for you

Your hatred is your worldly weakness

Love concurs

And fells walls

And builds families

Up and up

But as for the down

The lost and crooked limbs

Which also grow

Both round and round

Don't hate the twisted arms of fate

But know and never

Underestimate the hateful heart of man

Which falls and falls

Only God provides the suitable