What Crosses My Mind

  • I Cried Tonight

      While rains fell, I swam in the beauty of a summer shower, the cloudy afternoon turning toward nature’s setting hour, I think we all have our own conception of a romanticized storm with its electrifying resonance, makes us each somehow conform.   This year has been a challenge to breathe, only in quiet we…

  • While Eyes Were Walking

    So many waves of opportunity we stepped inside without knowing only hopeful, perhaps somewhere, sometime, we might, we could possibly land here.   There were smiles all around, we wondered in silence if it was real, could this be this way that provided a happy medium, a place to stay, stand near.   Well I…

  • In A Short Minute*

    Life ends simple bitter finale minutes before our ideas thrive in the mind of the present For the nether a mystique in soul, deep resonate despair. We want control of that scope beyond, infinite magic. Sweet mystery is love, realistic to the wakeful eye, more impactful in fear, when our lives become measured. A life spent…

  • Because We Act

    We do everything by the script, how we manage our morning, what time we show up, when we decide to take care of this, why do we need to live a mechanical life Imagine if all the gears just stopped, who would react, and who might run away. yet, where would they go to find…

  • And when I go …

    (This poem is dedicated to my graduating class of seniors in the drama program) I will recall you The laughter, the pain Black box sermons The tears in the hallway Cast postings You-tube studies The weekends of process How did I? What did he? Who would think? Why did she? Must I? Where will we?…