What Crosses My Mind

  • Once In A Visit

    We watched the snow together frost paned windows, I could feel your presence, you told me you wanted more. I hadn’t ever told you before, I was afraid I might lose you, in the balance of a life, we always make decisions, impact a lifetime. I had to be sure, just wanted to know. If…

  • If We Could Change

    What would we be if we stayed the same, if our lives didn’t change, we would certainly wonder what might be different what may lay ahead that we would be leaving to challenge. Yet do you ever embrace what could be a lovely outcome? What is the looking glass across the room seeing, will you…

  • Him, I

    She would look at him see through him see the blind before his eyes. Summer day, people’s way, and here would arrive the name of his common place. He could watch a sunrise in your eyes. I remember now, always laughing, bumming, tobacco in hand a gesture in kind, and yet one afternoon I could…

  • Simple Thrills

    A fire in winter catching ice in arms snowbound landscapes will tell a story. Eyes we might wish to search further inside. Simple stories.

  • These Are Our Days

    We know them no filter moments side swept rains tease snow feel moisture on naked socks walking the dog a midnight rendezvous perhaps routine to some yet tonight, today, last year that calendar date might, may, will, has, did, does always, wants forever a return. Remember once quiet impassioned plea. I will always be here,…

  • A Quiet Reality

    By the way, look in her eyes, you will see my own, a distant wonder denies the presence of passion sown. We are all traveling alone, despite seconds away we would tell you what we have known, if only allowed this one day. The lives of her own discovery seem rather telling, weeping personality with…

  • Wanting Relief

    Last night I listened to the winds howl in melody seems they were speaking, warning of a parody. So quickly our lives, my own, grooves self importance wanting only to observe, less patience more chance.   I speak in my head a constant life of simple romance that sort that would suggest our lives live…

  • Wausau 1979

    Try to imagine where it was, the moment inside a memory, what did the breeze feel like, certainly there was one, the glen inside a cove surrounded in maples and pine, and short shrifts of sumac pine needles all across the forest wood where we as children climbed only the same tree, familiar branches, I…

  • Once, In Sunlight

    We did in quiet observation, attend of course the eyes windows that speak well beyond the notice of a fashion, of a trend, of an expectation.   Instead, just a glance where both pain and joy can reside, can wait for the next opportunity to speak aloud in the framework of sweet silence.   We…

  • ‘Slowly Melting Snowy Vistas’

    An idea, a visual reminder to help find footing rather than wallow in what might feel lost, our lives precious, imagine only nature is a cycle eternal while forever.   Once while in wonder reminded by favor a slow descent in time while all around lives experience a monotony of time wishing purpose witness a…