What Crosses My Mind

  • Telling You What I Meant

    The thought occurred to me one wintry day what if everything I believed today just up and disappeared and in a way became only something dying to stay. ~ Well I didn’t really believe a word in fact I wish now it had been inferred rather than making me want a preferred outcome that to…

  • God’s Grace

    Her waters calm, is a pleasant visit wonder the mystique below the surface. Gentle waves create comfort I admit serenity’s magical journey face. Sitting quiet in the chill arctic air letting my mind travel a solemn way. Only now such peace is captured, a fair mystery pouring a water today. Cloud cover breaks as sunlight…

  • As Rains Might Fall

    A quiet solitude, soft patterns of rain, in a breeze tossed there and about would I know the sounds would soothe my soul in any moment of wonderment. ~ I do lay upon a silent morning when steady the waters of a sweet melody and scents olfactory carry my mind distant to my nearby retirement,…

  • A Gentle Breeze

    I woke to their singing like lounging by the river a fresh morning dew preparing us a sky as blue. ~ This isn’t just remembering more holding truth to who we are when a cloudy mind reflect upon a gentle swaying we select. ~ Last night heard words ringing soft reminders why we are now…

  • We took a walk together, a cool spring would flow the night’s waves lapping upon the evening shoreline soothing our mind as if to suggest a pause. – An appreciation of stars aligning the sky we might look forever not mattering such is the cosmic phenomena sweet, out of reach yet a dangle – of…

  • Confinement

    Wish to reveal innermost details when caught outside a comfort zone. A simple pleasure perhaps spiritual becomes less gregarious when alone. Each time we try suggested walks close, we know the circumstance of pain wandering rogue outside common holes, while the nature of our being refrain. Once I felt the world beyond the crest, insignificant…

  • Inspiration in a Quote

    “No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible.” — George Chakiris   I watched as autumn sun began to rise a day in the life of a man so wise he would punish himself, lay upon ground rather than expand upon love he found. For many years thereafter could we want…

  • Silence is a Forest

    Listen to the birds singing in springHear the cello at home in between Each memoryEach moment A song we could create in melodyIf only the world not live parodySuch is the mendacity of our timeWhen still is beauty yet sublime Each momentEach memory If in the midst of a traveled rhymeWe shut out a neighbor…

  • Sunsets

    If in the quiet of a soft moment We were the Ancient Mariner afloat Might we wander aimless while then emote In silent harmony a sweet lament.   For is the sea one in quiet recall This guiding reality, timeless shift A body where many less gentle rift Would now decide in earnest Man will…

  • To Reach The Sky

    When on a walk one early summer morn A man began to think of life beyond He paused to watch while children so forlorn Seemed occupied in games they thought so fond.   While certain parts of life seem unattained If standing here today would measure love Then all the man would need to feel…