What Crosses My Mind

  • This Sunday Morning

    We are starting to contemplate what it is we have done this year, one so very unique to our world, our lives, our state of mind. I think we all began the year in much the same way, dealing only with our personal needs and always aware of the world around us. Some of us…

  • A Nostalgic Christmas Fairy Tale

    We met in a college football atmosphere, eyes locked immediate intrigue, the sort you might not remind anyone for it is meant to be a quiet recall, a soft memory when everyone else went home.   There’s no one left to remember, except perhaps her, the snowball fight, the falling flakes as big as night…

  • A Christmas Message

    We are approaching that ultimate day of family and love and Grace, with all of its beauty, delight, misconception and forgiveness, and I am reminded of where my values first evolved. Going through some papers in my den I came across a picture of my grandmother, we called her ‘Granny’ and I was immediately flooded…

  • Sweet Morning Peace

    Oh I do wish the world might offer solace When it is we are all wandering an alone, A wonder is to recognize any one pace Could, would offer a shoulder to unknown   Soul who cries in the midst of happiness, For it is the season to seek absolute joy, Because we were told,…

  • On Buying, Sharing, Wondering Love

    Oh it is the season now, and our lives, torn up, shredded, a certain fodder in the air, for Man might feel abused, when in reality, he ought felt this way, decades ago, a century perhaps, so those followers could stand a chance.   There’s no condemnation could be strong enough to withstand the scrutiny…

  • The Sitting Hours

    I always looked forward to the late hours, the night flying by with dialogue and absurdities, everything we could say we believed, and more importantly, we loved, We did delight in knowing we could look in each other’s eyes, well into the twilight, all of us, whoever might have chosen the time, or simply allowed…

  • Same Songs Remind Me

    Happy Xmas – John Lennon / Yoko Ono I listen every day, while the hours seem to fly, I wonder if ever I might understand the actual rhythm or the notion, that temperate fire of our lives. We seem to need sometime a gentle reminder, what it is, why we are, who we may, we…

  • When love becomes our answer to today – A Sonnet for Christmas

    When love becomes our answer to our day, our dreams, our passions, are every way responsible. We seek new travels when just ahead, family makes some sort of sense again. Each day we walk across same horizons acting out our world through inspiration. We live to dream to overcome our fears. to be led along…

  • Ode to Holiday Blues – A Sonnet

    Oh, when the pressure is on to be on we wake into mornings of indecision. Wondrous life are we being put upon imagining peace to be our passion. So many hearts and souls to care about, where are new lines drawn, below or above for ’tis the season to offer devout compassion for those eyes that…

  • Looking for You

    When I was a child My mom would tell me about you Then I would wonder She would say you were with me When I would ask her’ Her words would cause me to imagine That you might be with me Even now as I think of her   This time of year I do…