What Crosses My Mind

  • On Quitting

    I don’t know who I am. I lay in bed processing my day, all around a silence waits, some aspect of truth always feels like that fragment missing, incomplete sentences. I spend time listening, my breath is my exterior mark, insides trying to escape again. Everyday I tell myself, we have to go on now.…

  • Fighting Patterns

    Would seem a familiar road, the parallel to a previous time. Always there are reminders, crossroads we only remember. Once, when in the moment, we can remember a catharsis. Yet we so easily do ignore, the truth of our selves in praise. Instead, we rely upon the pain, always symbolizes a time. If instead of…

  • Finding Ground

    If when wrapped in confusion, we can step with a confidence. We might feel the crunch of snow settling a dangerous glare of ice. Everywhere it seems a general fear, those that we love trapped indoors. A wonderfully elegant neighbor, lives with his family in caution. Without his work badge and uniform he fears being…

  • Willing

    I’m waiting patiently to change my mind, thoughts do abandon all notion of peace. Truth does lay upon my burden as I do try to navigate my confidence. We are asked to maintain an elevation  of our well being, that sense of idealism. When kindness becomes an ultimate goal, how it is directed cannot lose…

  • Another Day

    An overwhelming feeling of curiosity, settles in upon the morning afterglow. A circumstance might merit a plummet from the grateful waking of another day. – I’m trying to determine my outcome, why it is I feel compelled to ruminate. The sunlight continues to beckon me to realize that beauty of another day. – Triggers are…

  • Her Nearby Confidence

    She holds my eyes, her sentiment intrigues.  Every day, her own soulful eyes. Examining me,  creating moments. Her head pops up now and again, listening to the scrape of the plow shoveling  the walks and roads around us.  I wonder about her comfort, dogs seem to ride out any distress. Always happy, wagging her tale,…

  • Finding Peace

    In those moments we cannot hold, we imagine, re-examine, and find focus. An internal measure wants to scream, While on the outside, a quiet smile. – With a full moon knocking at my door, I could feel the cosmos in our grips. The orb hanging in the stillness, a mystique, gasps volumes of analysis. –…

  • Second Thoughts

    We all have them. Oh don’t be so stubborn with your resistance. Imagine a moment when you walked away. How does it feel when afterward you still wonder why? Ask your questions now. The results may be the same. Yet, somehow an idyllic moment will arise from the ashes. That fear you had earlier? Still…

  • Shelter

    Almost always walls and ceilings. A meter keeps track, heat and cool air. And windows with candles we light at night to symbolize a pain we all know exists. We’ve lost friends, neighbors gone missing. We don’t know any of them, only we grieve, a testament to our kindness. Outside the air is a vortex,…

  • Solace

    There are times when a memory will erase confidence, The small moments, the easy recall can set the tone, so once in a while we can find a soothing peace of mind. In that moment when we remember something we love, we can easily forget to appreciate its innocence. Wrapped up in what we can…