What Crosses My Mind

  • Just Waking – A Sonnet

    When the skies are meant to design my day Reflect upon the chosen roads carve my way While shadow the puddles from the rains Remind ourselves as we joyful splash remains ~ Soothe the eyes inside restful morning’s light Awaken the dreams, desires, places we might Satisfy our needs as we discuss the hours beyond…

  • Cloud Cover

    I woke up to gray skies and the words ‘It’s gloomy outside’ and I agreed and said, ‘It’s gloomy inside as well’ and I followed that with, ‘I suppose it matters how you choose’ and I thought of all the other poems.

  • Time Release

    Inside a profound fog, the sort that speaks, silent as a breeze, noticeable along the way, are the many realities we sometimes, try to pretend away. ~ Walking alone I might understand, there is little nearby to disturb my pace, yet my same state of mind, wants to survive inside the maelstrom of a city…

  • Clouded Judgment

    When the clouds pass by in the morning I will continue to live by my dreams. Life gives me moments to realize And the hours pass by Without notice. Random as a lightning strike, I haven’t any control over which pattern Of thinking I might decide upon. Yet in the evening as the sun begins…