What Crosses My Mind

  • When Walking

    We choose a step, a cadence, a pattern we may distinguish as our own, yet we always have knowledge, of our predecessor, our previous walk. When someone is borne of ambition their ideals, point of reference seems rather fascinating to the observer, so magical is idyllic inspiration. ~ We have options we often share with…

  • Begin Now

    When they said, ‘wait for tomorrow’ they might have followed with a rhapsody of torment in eruptive skies. For we do seek explosive reckoning, when a sudden cathartic, a ‘now’ moment as mother always cried in the midst of change, what opportunity lies in the future is exactly our temptation. If only I might be…

  • Deep Inside a Fathom Awaits

    How often to choose, to travel inside, When do the yearnings suggest we comply There always awaits that worry to slide Where in moment this world becomes why. ~ Last night, the winds that toss us aside So present whistled across the night sky, A pause of freedom in season with pride Created sweet reflection in sole…

  • On Human Nature

    Oh to be the seer of my proclamations to understand to realize to show compassion before the ultimatum. Oh to recognize my human fallacy that which determines so many outcomes that later in reflection become human nature’s mistake. Oh to be hopeful and alive and respond to each other’s passion with desire and fruition rather…

  • When Fear Steps Aside

    The brutal truth that piece of stark reality seldom heard, inside the whines, the cries, the lies. When life steps on a figurative land-mine we do explode inside. We rant, we act-out, wielding weapons of words to suggest how wrong YOU are, how sweet life might be if THEY step away. Yet in the quiet…

  • Realize Our Waves

    Calm soul travel light speed beyond our norm Realize how too late vast impression Upon our eyes lasts, worth one clear moment. Is this truth our lives in time might conform? Journey a passing fancy in motion Speak fear, the impurity we lament. Glance upon walls to visualize stars Whose dance soft will the wave of…

  • We Do

    Look outside ourselves often using information to help defend the easy route. Though there are those certainly content satisfied without needing to validate themselves when they stand next to another there seems a disconnect one stands with confidence the other envies certainly confidence. When our society begins to respond to one another in a genuine…

  • Wakeful Solace

    I am awake late, abandon, havoc in my head won’t stop reminding me how often I remain far ahead of my dreams, desires, demands. If I knew what they were I might then begin to overcome that pressing need to avoid, stray afar, give room to that uncanny ability to lay inside a nightmare. If…

  • Flower Our Desire

      Oh, so swoon the rains become our magic; gray cloud cover speaks ominous tragic cleansing. Spring is alive bursting rampant tones asking human nature’s latest rant to understand your vanity remains fodder within winds; that water retains lovely tease upon our soil. Come alive sweet tulip buds, gardener’s blossoms thrive. We feel such energy…

  • The World of Elegance

    I would believe the worth of Elegance will give us passage while the world awaits a welcome sense of human acceptance. When battles of right versus wrong create ~ real questions random in our lives renewed. I would believe the world of Elegance contains keys to unlocking doors we viewed. Would you believe the stars…