What Crosses My Mind

  • When Obama Cries

    I would ask you this, when your criticism mounts, do you remember your own tears? When President Obama shows real tears, is there a moment when we wonder about ourselves, when human nature responds with emotion, we enjoy, we love, we relish the opportunity to point out our weak society. When the Newtown tragedy was…

  • Sad Lives

    These are the strangers, we pass them by, and teach the children, while they are still sequestered to hold our hand, please never speak to the strangers, yet, while we stroll by, look and stare, and judge and define, like mom and dad, so that when you grow older, you won’t nearly have the same…

  • Model Reaction

    Our constant reaction mortal reality speaks when a decidedly drawn circumstance, might remind, may call out, might we spill our hearts with angst, a certain qualified divisive, derision, we all might only undertand in the shadowy glare of hidden complexions

  • Mental Anguish

    When I measure my stressors I am generally alone Without any solace from my own personal fears Ever really think about that? I mean, really? Think about that on a more personal level Rather than maybe, perhaps, oh say, Intellectual? For that’s where a lot of us like to remain Deep inside our heads where…

  • I Could Lie Awake

    When nightfall becomes apparent I could lie awake Hopeful, wistful, clearly drawn By life’s little choices ~ I might Watch a movie Read a book Notice an argument Quiet in my repose While the world continues to evolve Wondering just how far The mind will reach Today This moment This hour On this day ~…