Smiles and threads

A smile is more

Than a forming of one mind

Connected by nothing

With it’s strings of everything

Stretched out in between

Be it miles or meters

Away from hands and hearts

It matters not how it starts

But it’s started

And is

With a smile

Tidal mess

Sit back

See

Sigh

At the sight of flowing

Flow in being

Like rising

Falling

Turning

Tides of dark

And ominous

Incoming

Doom

But not for

Me

For us

But for the silent places

That were once

Held

By you

So sit back

See

And sigh

My friends

I am

We are

An unstoppable tide

Gray skies tanka

Gray skies roll in close

Caressing the hilltops old

Compared to their own

Recently born family of

Cloud conglomerate formed cold

A shadow isn’t

A shadow isn’t always

The mere mispresence of light

But a reflection of seen

Of a glowing sort of being

A which human with a vibrance

In their full state of being

And this

Can cast shadows

Due to radiance alone

A very long way indeed

Speaking

Confidence is knowing

Not what to say

But what is true

And what should be said

And then it is

(:

It is not

A struggle is not

Always such an impersonal thing

But a cause and affect

Which effects all

Those around who know

Or wish to see you through

Into the years of being

Beyond all seeing and such

With the days of youth

Now firmly behind

This is me

This you

This new us which we’ve found

Overtop time and truth

Hearts Weep

My heart breaks for the hardened

The neglected alone

Left to die without memory

Passed along ere to go

Into nothing and night

Into darkness and woe

How I wish for the soften

Once-young tree seed to grow

Into tall and reflective into

Smiles of more than knowing

The kind to with which

The most considerate show

This is my wish

Of today, of most

Unease a tanka

A mind uneasy

Is no more easily kept

Asleep than awake

Slight smile vibes

Vision is knowing

Not what will

Happen

With an absolute certainty of mind

But knowing what could be

And then trying to become

And then in the succeeding

A little smile on the base paths

As you somehow knew

Before anyone else alive

That this moment was true

And it was yours

Such currency

Spend no more

Than a single worry on want

Because such currency comes

At a dire cost to today

And in spending like this

You can never get back

The tomorrow

Once spent

Engines of true desire

Hearts
Powered by
The fuel of musts
Run engines true
And as needed forward

But a fuel more pure
Than wind or fire
Than sun or nuclear
Stands tall as this
A heartfelt desire

All the same, embrace

A change

Isn't necessarily a heartfelt

Sigh

From either such tongues

Or minds implied

Yet change is change

And new is new

And the memories of old remain

For as long as you let them

Or wish them

Through perceptive desire

To

Don't be afraid instead

But embrace all the same

Anew

Time Instead

Time spends no self

Worrying about the malcontent

The disbelief

Or trampling feet away from truth

Instead

Direction is everything

On the path of one

Of many few

To you

Tires, thoughts, a haiku

These things they call sound
Circle round us beneath us
And all the way, there

Whispers and white clouds

If memories could speak

And converse as us

Like the whispering trees

And faded skies above

Which hollow into reds

And above dying leaves tread

Down and across old paths of time

Then we as humans

And these beings of part

Once separated from the whole

Would never seek

To see another sky again

Out of blissful pain seeking

Rememberence missed

Instead our eyes are foward

Not back

Dreaming of everything but are

Sometimes the dream

Of ought to go

And thus could be

Is more enjoyable than

The act of stepping out

Let alone forward

Wherever you currently are

Now

Sacrifice and tankas

Who's happiness should

Be sacrificed for who I

Wonder now if we

Ever inexplicably

Will be in such unison

Sweet silent thought

Give me this

Sweet silence to think

Bright sunshine on my back

And time just to be

Away from all of these

Elongated expectations of self

Which demand fulfillment and fire

Warm but not unborn

Is where this most desirable moment

Waits

Unappealing

The cutest thing

Is the thought of want

Without a single action

To move want towards reality

It’s cute

So he said

Not

Was the only one who saw it

Today I woke up
And the sunlight was different

All the cars drove by
With their people inside

And noone noticed the sky
With its wide open, downward cast, eyes

Looking out down at me
With its selfish smirk and reprise

As a different type of light fell all around me
And I