What Crosses My Mind

  • While Understanding Matters

    In speaking out loud, one suggested, there is little that matters, mixing paint, the blend is a natural course of a process, one that’s surely been in place, long before our own, personal reaction. We sometimes play with dye, adjusting colors for our own benefit, philosophy, comfort zone. For when the artist, will display their…

  • A White Man’s Struggle

    I spoke of this in my classroom today, it didn’t make sense, I still haven’t figured out a way, to not seem utterly dense. I’m a White man trying to be understanding, yet every time I try I end up again, landing square upon my own ignorance and cry. I’m a White man rocked with…

  • #blacklivesmatter

    If I speak about this, I’m the wrong guy, but I do want to know, how to define the feelings, the emotions, the questions in my mind. I don’t want to take away from a cause, I really only want to say, ‘yes’ rather than give a gaze of confusion. I want to be able…

  • Torment Me More

    I was just beginning to relax, hadn’t found a need to react steered my way clear of facts wanting less reason to act ~ Yet you keep hammering home reality tv’s quest to comb through society’s ugly injustice to leave me in constant notice ~ of our garbage world of hate and crime that rips…

  • Lacking Skin

    I draw little attention to who I am based solely upon a certain gem some would call the bane of life yet I might think of none of them. ~ I walk in a department store alone gather little if any attention shown I could probably open the register take a dollar bill and dial the…

  • Five Days, Five Photos – Day Three; On Diversity

    ( a third installment inspired by Dancing Echoes ) The Key a challenge to all of us around each other all the time during every moment of our lives we might be rather than the pose, the setup, the expectation, what if we all just recalled ourselves, instead of a reliance on being told to…

  • Society Bleeds – A Sonnet (dedicated to the slain men in blue)

    “Rafael Ramos and Wenjian Liu” *** We are in crisis mode while the days bleed with ev’ry walk, new souls suggest a need to love one another, a simple task exists in every heart, just have to ask. We seem to forget about human tact instead we suggest our lives are attacked by scrutiny, in jeopardy,…