What Crosses My Mind

  • Peace and Love

    It’s funny how a couple of words can change the tone of an entire piece. I just wrote my view of Christmas, posted it, and then returned to make a couple of small edits. A couple of words changed the meaning with ever so subtle a flare. I suppose one has to decide whether they…

  • Christmas Poem

    Waking in the morning with trepidation, it’s a day I’ve come to struggle with. Though a day of pomp and circumstance, with welcome reminders of time. I’m conscious not to dive so deep into blue, just trying to answer an internal angst. Something beautiful does happen today when families gather to share. We haven’t a…

  • Happy Xmas

    I glance into my looking glass, and see the wrinkles of my time. The smile remains the same, sometimes more real than others. Tonight it has a genuine feel, a relaxing walk with memory. I’ll go to bed tonight like any other. I choose to be conscious of how quickly I move in place, reliving…

  • Happy Family

    It’s Christmas eve. I’m going to consciously not watch the news today. I slipped a little bit and read a post on Facebook that speaks to our current turmoil, but that will be it, just a couple glances at social media. In the meantime I’ll try to focus on what this day means to me.…

  • Holiday Peace

    It’s a couple days before Christmas and I’ve spent the day sitting in my chair with my dog in my lap. I really haven’t accomplished a lot except to let a lot of thought roll through my mind. The first thing that comes to mind is celebrating this holiday that symbolizes the end of my…

  • Traditions and Wonder

    It’s coming close to Christmas Eve. We’re all experiencing it’s arrival with wonder about lives together  and apart. The season comes upon us without any control on our part, just experience in all the magic and intrigue keeps us feeling hopeful. Sometimes we do take a deep dive, and holding on to our peace of…

  • Imagine Peace of Mind

    I think of you, and the memory you leave, soft notions that dance in my head. Oh how bittersweet can be these holidays, when what it is we love remains out of reach. I think of you to help me through the maze, and a sweet serenity shields my grief. Someone once spoke of serendipity,…

  • A Fond Memory

    I did find a letter from you, I searched for it. Inside were words winding towards a visit. I wanted to spend the night, reading you, but felt it important I remove myself. Haven’t found a way to ignore time, you’re always going to be near, so sublime. One time your words suggested an elegance,…

  • Lonely Eyes

  • He’s Naming Names

    There are so many unprotected while a faux executive order, destroys, no desecrates history. He is focused on calendar dates, changing them to his own, taking control of institutions, insisting they refer to his ego. My nights are sleepless when I realize we haven’t any safeguards. Our institutions are now a mockery. Stand in line…