What Crosses My Mind

  • Every Day

    We are blessed with opportunity, we live and speak and listen and feel, we are a world that communicates, yet we recall we live inside the surreal. Every day, every moment, every breath we take has a purpose until that last gasp. We will be the one that inspires another, we can be alive in…

  • Love Life

    For we haven’t a clue when out of the blue our lives will be helpless to the real world’s address. ~ Each day that we live we have to just give life its due process we must just confess. ~ In the morning he was ill such a wild complaining pill when the sun began…

  • Sudden Stop

    A train, symbolic in motion, always moving forward, cutting through the horizon, occasional vanish in the wood, then reappearing like clockwork, we know we can wait on the other side, the tracks indicate all possibility, we wait in confidence, we anticipate the beauty of the roaring machine slicing through the forest, designing an historic artistry…

  • Real Tears

    We have moments We are tested attitude, notions, hurts, material gains and losses We cry for ourselves while around us life continues and we cry and the world changes. We discover one waking autumn we haven’t the strength the mortal fortitude that ability to call the shots. Then we cry some more. We haven’t ever…