What Crosses My Mind

  • When A Feeling

    If sometimes I cannot complete a sentence it doesn’t mean I won’t understand if you are hurting if your state of mind isn’t feeling wise, instead driven down by whatever the wave of a moment, a passing fancy, a time when all of our lives become wrapped into that one moment, all others depart and…

  • In Autumn

    Recent winds begin a turn symbolic is sudden change we can feel in our bones sweet remedy in tones of rapidly drawing a map, surely memory we grasp. ~ Would that our lives have remind of winter’s rasp so near, the air is a whisper of another in sudden nature willingly drawn upon skin that…

  • Dreams & Shadows

    Thank God for dreams though they might frighten in a scheming time no filters no recourse just a forcibly open mind. Welcome to a bright ‘sunshiny morning’ So much enhanced seeing the light of day leaving darkness behind my eyes did open I did feel a sudden pain slowly lifted stepped away in my dreams…

  • Finding a Moment

     Go home and write       a page tonight.       And let that page come out of you—       Then, it will be true. – Langston Hughes ~ Though when time would suggest it is an easy ask, this only task we have in life, is to speak our truths, who it is we might be, what we believe,…

  • Hang Onto Dreams

    Oh how we do experience fallout letting our safer dreams fade into blue the light of day soon cast away from view. Eyes begin to lose life tossed about   in the mainstream; an acceleration of a mechanical nature spans time. (imagine lives driven only by rhyme). We saviors within our own affliction   must…

  • Fearing The Worst

    I remember the dreams, the constant reminders a continual tease, a surreal world of sidewinders   Each one with a story, a parallel universe would try to shake me, send me in reverse.   I could never tell if a person real or imagined, it was a nightmare the bottom was assigned.   Otherwise the…

  • A Walk Inside A Dream

    Took a walk inside a dream, seemed the same, each waking moment, a breath of wonder then wander back inside visit old friends stir memories of an attitude the sort of look in an eye when we might fall into the shell of our selves inside the dream everything happens we sometimes wish away from…

  • The Passing, of a Day

    When begins insurmountable task, the waking anxiety, a desire to burrow rather than the music of the day.   We all seemingly rise to a pattern so familiar, oddly routine, sometimes forgetting simple beauty.   Our lives caught up in the now, my mother used to say, he’s a now person referring to life, whenever…

  • The Visit

    Though the time was ever so brief, I knew her magic, felt her presence in image she strolled the avenue, only to suggest there is a reality. ~ When wonder shines upon human mortality, we often let confuse the notion of our existence left aside when fate quiet speak. ~ I did in solemn journey…

  • When I Was 17

    I remember not wanting to be around, afraid of my own shadow, playing anxiety games with my friends, see who could cover their shadow, who might understand the freedom the real world, the possibility that exists beyond our dreams. ~ I remember sleepless nights with an amphetamine, the coursing through my veins attitude, we could…