What Crosses My Mind

  • When Real Tears

    I can hold contest with tears, If there’s a need to show. I can let my tears flow when my emotions begin to show. I guess it’s all about purpose, knowing when it’s right to cry. Lately, I can weep when anything crosses my mind that I recall. That quiet response to life Is what…

  • Perilous Lives

    Lives are seeking shelter in the icy waters of our nation. Realizing that enough is the result of battle scars. We walk in town and wonder every light comes our way. We worry that someone we know is suddenly the victim. Waiting for some good news peril in our eyes seems real. If government cared…

  • Where Do We Go From Here?

    Sitting at home having frightening flashbacks. We went through this tragedy once before, and we exploded for days late into the night. We didn’t have an influx of weaponized visitors, only ourselves and the national guard’s innocence. The city burned and rioters were demonized.  People are so angry, the tipping point has arrived. And yet,…