What Crosses My Mind

  • Coffee Peace

    Outside the wind is sound the sign of an autumn sunrise gray clouds heavy winter’s grasp on reality hot coffee in hand, soothe my anxiety, my refuge from the cold, a suitable blend in a cup.

  • Stars Outside

    Formations are the same in the evening sky, Wherever I glance I can be next to you again, Miles away yet I am still wanting to be with you, Not as much in the physical sense as intellectual. I want you to help me to solve some riddles, And it seems likely well especially now,…

  • Evening Rounds

    Social manners inside the hour of night Delightful laughs, patterned clever asides Within the moment of an hour might Lives remain intertwined as time abides Certain personas come to life in bars The sort our moms suggest we avoid Yet, quite frankly fun breathes under the stars Fake accents that quietly fill the void. Drinks…