What Crosses My Mind

  • Carpe Diem Time Glass #30 summer solstice

    ~ when I glance your way solemn Your light on display I welcome my day ~ what lies beyond this shadow maker noted bliss stream ignorance, miss. ~ I am a simple soul of reckoning free will wild in love be still ~ oft I dream my day will not ever fade away when I glance…

  • Grey Sky Reckoning

    In our journey to see the other side, We found the world to be the same, the sky was grey with morning shadow soft rain with playful tears to dance away the first light of day’s angst. ~ Inside every dawn a moment’s light notion becomes a planned event, our lives are drawn mechanical inside…

  • 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…

  • Sunlight Solstice

    The morning speaks to lovely energy. Our day begins bright noting summertime. Birds sing their often gorgeous melody. We look hopeful for amber lights sublime. Can you imagine certain days begin, needs for energy, desires flourish. Today we can only know as a win, Sunlight streaming our spectacular wish. If now we can recognize importance…

  • That Energy Thing

    I wonder sometimes if it be just me or am I being inclusive to all when certain energy can drive me free of angst, of despair, of the fear to fall. We operate as mechanical drones moving about, suggesting how we roll we could conspicuous be simple clones and then they might say we’re boring…

  • Energy Drive

    In my home town there is a street named Energy Drive I often think of that avenue wondering if I stood on a curb I might soak in that guidance be drawn by the concept of its strength. I understand the name is drawn from industry symbolic of discovery Yet, I need to capture that…

  • Sunlight Speaks

    Happy are days your rays begin to speak warming Mother Earth with high energy We delight now to sermon elegy toward that polar vortex; nasty bleak arctic moments driving us quite insane. guests of your radiance, soothing the dark icy depths that test our mettle, temps now spark the cold distant memory. we remain resilient, passionate, imperfect;…

  • What Really Matters

    Taking a drive Want to cruise the landscape Roadblocks always seem To slam my path At a most convenient time For others. Brings me to my first vista We do like to focus on them Rather than perhaps, ah, ahem Looking deep into our own psyche Wait Not so fast Let’s talk about them a…

  • Pissed Off

    I could hide behind a mask of Passion Or present a façade of Confidence Although knowing me As you do I might simply wear my heart on my sleeve Yet I am unable to Feel very good about it tonight while Wallowing ~ Step inside my mind And you’ll see There are demons struggling With…

  • Morning coffee

    I wake quiet feeling the sunlight watching windows where hours earlier – reflect my inner soul. a coffee is near by emanating a deep roast as morning begins to take shape thoughts returning while mystique’s slumber slips away task upon task upon how might I respond today and for a moment I glance into the…