What Crosses My Mind

  • A Frozen Sonnet

    When limbs of desire speak aloud elder The crying wolf screams inside a shelter. While hearts employ a certain reaction When seduced word leave infatuations ~ In the comfort of time we rely upon A circle of love suggest we live on Perhaps as sun streaked skies radiant now Will lives inherent in time speak of…

  • The Satisfying Poet

    The one that rhymes, cadence happy fellow. when forever seems attractive, a silent dawn really quiet, a mountaintop filled with glorified promise, a valley below that suggested, a passing fancy drawn by a river of gold. ~ We can believe our hearts are sold to the highest progression of internal rhyme, the ability for our…

  • On the Heels of Despair

    I won’t let you have me, scathing, salacious, seething reality of discontent. I watch you build momentum, spiraling, sensation of insidious energy that buries my soul. Buries my being, desire to respond, leaves my mind yearning, to find some reason, some virtue that suggests, just why we reconcile ourselves, when only desire we glean. Why…

  • The Gathering Mist – A Sonnet a Day

    Shrouds veil our rise within the morning’s mist, like pure raindrops suspended in cool air we are reminded certain moments missed will walk our day, must we believe it fair? The mind, a wandering vessel of hope battles sea worthy giants of despair with each walk, we tangle a fierce strung rope that clings to every fiber; hanging…

  • Emotional Rescue’s Despair

    See the other day My emotions spoke loudly Wreaking havoc Every motion of resolve Enveloped my heart A friend described the feeling quite well ‘not being able to see beyond your nose’ Every moment Racing against another Without hope or new ideas ~ I could only ride the crest Like a boarder on the San…

  • Silent Walls

    Silent Walls Familiar and sad are the moments When we decide upon our dreams Rests just out of our reach Just out of our reach Out of our reach Of our reach Our reach seems to be next to us A physical response is a flat echo Descending into a darkness Some might call it…