For that one moment, We considered approaching, Bridging the distance -- Two horizons, each beyond Mere whimsies, like combining
Tag: Tanka
meant for bolder
dreams lie, we listen. meant for bolder colors, we stave off doom in sleep, crafting stories of famous victories we'll never fight
To share is human:
colors dripping down…
colors dripping down
waterways of pure passion
flowing into hopes
we thought that we had given
up to prove ourselves mature
To share is human:
New Intention
Know we of these things?
Habitual roles, challenged,
Everyday customs
Of centuries transformed by
New intention and old dreams
To share is human:
The Shadows Beckon
The shadows beckon,
Welcoming me to morning;
Where, I am guessing,
Sense will be made of nonsense,
As dreams make sense of waking
To share is human:
The Beautiful Reach
The beautiful reach
Of all those who know the sun
Tourist talismans,
Fair children of the light,
And most guileless company
To share is human:
The Him That She Married
There were those moments
When he really loved her, but
She never felt it
The him that she married was
An imaginary thing
To share is human:
The Lighthouse
“It’s gotten too old” –
“It’s outlived its usefulness” –
“What good is that light?”
The lighthouse didn’t fail us;
We stopped paying attention
To share is human:
the question
she asked the question
tentatively, wondering
if he even knew
she had ever considered
a life away from all this
