What Crosses My Mind

  • A Walk In The Woods

    The trees would model a forest, I thought of fall colors in my sights. Oh so lovely is a walk in the woods, Clears my head of chronic clutter. Such is the beauty of the view, Fall brings peace to my strolls. I want to listen to the eyes that Add an invisible ambience. Sweet…

  • Autumn Winds

    Sunlight shadows peek within autumn sky A sign of change without a question why Today less likely life will go awry One moment in the clouds certainly cry While lost inside the blues we want to try Oh feel the cooling season breathe sweet sigh Leaves are cast about then pausing as wise The beauty…

  • Morning Sunlight

    If we allow ourselves a moment to engage in the beauty of morning, sunlight can radiate our mind and body. The leaves are turning watching the autumn descend upon our summer dreams. We will cycle toward the arctic, winter winds. Yet, stand in the sunlight for a moment, we might.

  • Agile Posture

    I’m 49 writing stories with the kids poetry and long sermons, soliloquy and rants, starting late it seem. The fall nights begin earlier chilly dawns and sweaters the cooling season with brisk winds They do change you see Fall winds, glistening rain sweat the leaves of summer drifting with the changed winds, fall winds.

  • In This My Quiet

    Is when then known only me Some is the sacrifice More often is penchant to grieve Finding only solace A genuine peace Pressures are off Too soon we would scoff For know that day Beautiful sunrise Warm is energy late fall While the morning mellows Changing winds Still elude this fellow His smile Forever held…

  • A Fallen Storm

    The winds outside speak with a low tone. Might circle my mind bring me inside their own gale force. This act of nature seems necessary to help all of us to understand life, lives, our own … As fragile as the leaves dead in the fall tossed randomly through the air still holding – hoping…

  • An Autumn Sky

    Oh we do see the autumn of our lives each season holds promise to the wise, ah, to breathe sordid remnants of summer where twilight body bathed in hot slumber   Now to wander in the mind inside a travel on sunsets and rises we felt could unravel. That perseverance such is humanity fierce that…

  • Foliage Hidden

    For they do sing in suggestive breeze, still discreet in foliage their lives depend on a travel, readying swift reply to the wind.   Watch out your windows such is preparation of a Creator, grace upon our planted wilderness. An imagined love in autumn   Sweater in hand time for a walk In the quiet…

  • when the words don’t matter

    Sitting by the shoreline, the water fairly calm, a sharp breeze enough to suggest only the time of year.   watching seagulls swift past the eery history of the mast wondering just when waters would ever tell me a secret.   I could listen for hours while the sun began to dance along soft waves…

  • Watching Their World Begin

    Sweet elegance is the certain beauty of love two soul who find their journey will be one   So many possibilities, such wandering imagery yet with time in eloquence Rose and Nick   will find a world to gather in such is a storm as is the burden of the human condition alone.   The…