What Crosses My Mind

  • When Reality Speaks

    While we stood in line, the visions we imagine, continue on their way, uninterrupted, cold to the touch in manner of sensitive good. ~ Shelter the soul of the hurt and desperate ideal in the order of humanity’s mortality we could find distraction to be our nemesis. ~ Witness the truth of the vulnerable soulful…

  • t-

    This is just a name, with an occasional ‘boy’ added, an utterance, an  endearment, a memory, a thought brings a tear today, to know this man who carved my childhood, my neighbor, my kindly soul who always could be found outside living a full life with a beautiful partner, tending their garden, living love. ~…

  • Indescribable Love

    When everything else is put aside, the need to have is forgotten, the eye on the prize becomes a secondary notion, for the forefront becomes our living breathing soul ~ she was born into our world suddenly vulnerable in need of touch, we did reach out I held my little girl and everything around me…

  • Vantage Points

    We all hope to understand truths while acknowledging secrets we might look inside the world of time to find an artifact, a memory, -a childhood rite of passage- reunion, delight, gathering, loss, solace in all of our travels somewhere it is where we call home ~ This too will always remain strong in mind when…

  • Warm Face

    The mask we wear, shadows our lives, might be removed when close to home if we can see the eyes of those we love. Today in our world we gather in peace in hope tribulations, anxieties, unsettled reminders of our humanity, might be left outside in the cold unforgiving air, while inside our lives become one…

  • In My Country

    We have this tradition in place whereby our satisfaction is the chase; is built around certain achievement – a lifestyle some acclaim entitlement. ~ When I was a young man we gathered lives, in a single room was the plan celebrating  our tribes. Well I was told the story any- way to appease my gentle…

  • A Lucky Man

    The sound of impact, and eyes wandering, had their minds been preoccupied with alternatives, might his need not arise, until later on, way beyond that moment, when everyone gathered in confusion. The skies screamed home to sit nearby, gather together in tears of joy, this is a happy time, his eyes are glancing forward, smiles…

  • Old Neighborhood Stories

    I drove past today, said hello to nature nearby, years older, more sage, aware of everything I commonly ignored. I wondered about their being here, knowing when then, I would frequent their energy, with thoughts of my own, total disconnect yet within their stone-reaching range, always a touch, or easy duck to avoid interrupting their…

  • Family By Mom

    I was reminded again why I love you, because I can cry with you, laugh with you, imagine you, and know you’re always the same. Generations of all of us now become the you we one time only imagined to be, in the watchful eyes of Mom. Today we look the same, act the same,…

  • When Priority Screams

    When that was real and time suddenly slowed, I stood alone, I wondered, I couldn’t hold ~ my own, I needed a shoulder, somewhere to talk, couldn’t imagine the fear in every step I would walk. ~ The blur of what was seemingly important just minutes before, became a trivial memory of dust. ~ When…