What Crosses My Mind

  • Where Are Our Gentle Souls?

    I’ve been in a state of evaluation for several years now, not to speak of my entire life. Since I lost my marriage, I have battled a lot of demons. I’m not asking anyone to feel sorry for me, to be sure, I’m only wanting to lay out from where some of my reflection has…

  • Good Night

    I don’t quite know where I am tonight. I thought about my last writing and felt it was a pretty honest assessment of my current state of mind, for lack of a better word. What has lately been important to me is my relationship with my kids. It comes to the front of my mind…

  • Finding Self

    I read a book the other day, pointed in a direction seemed attainable if. We all have those wonders carry us through the day, a decision in an hour affects the rest of our lives, well maybe it does, at least in that moment. What about another way, a journey toward a risk, what about…

  • Ticking Clocks

    It’s 2 am a little Brubeck echoing in the silence some distant harmony making allowance for a mind unable to shut down, just quiet, listening to various clocks set their own time, ticking reminders of the seconds, tearing about the fabric of our own sanity.   There are pictures on the wall, each holding court…

  • Sitting in my Armchair

    I was remembering a time, when I was younger, a quiet, reflective, young, boy. I think the same feelings existed way back then, when, I would wonder about whatever might be ahead. There were different sets of friends. Or at least we felt different, wait …   Time delivers chapters to our daily lives, when…

  • Romantic Interludes

    When did you last reach for the sky Or did you turn on the box instead? When last did you hope for a prayer Or decide that you are tired and stay away? How often do we ask for a reprieve From the daily grind of our wares? ~ I haven’t found the time to…

  • I Am A Teacher

    When I was a child and the autumn leaves began to turn I would listen to my mother while we walked to school in pace Her gait a proud posture evincing energy’s evolved sojourn Me walking by her side, carrying my lumber (a trumpet in case) I love this time of year When summer’s time…

  • Literature Lineups

    There are times when I can’t think I sit and wonder Staring at a wall Hoping for a breakthrough And waiting, simply pondering When the next idea Will settle upon the shelves ~ Filled with books and titles Years of reading words that Embody the notions we struggle To restate, reiterate, renegotiate Their meaning, purpose,…