What Crosses My Mind

  • General Fatigue

    When we tire of simple things, we become washed out by predictability, in a given moment, we lose track, hoping somehow to find our way back. ~ My eyes flutter in the open ramblings of an afternoon coffeehouse; my ability to navigate conversations is whack of foggy notions, and energy I do lack. ~ If…

  • Whisper Wild Words

    When everything seems to wane we tend to circle our wagons we tend to issues that matter we tend to run with the masses whenever it seems our lives matter. ~ What happens while we forget, how many miles of open ground do we cover how many miles of indecision do we wander how many…

  • Confusion in Normalcy

    We do seek it, in our every day, wake up, stare into the sunlight, recognize a world begins today what we do forever then might ~ hold a key to our solemn vow to be true to our singular heart without realizing we cannot allow our lives to become torn apart. ~ For I do…

  • Fighting Fatigue

    Depends upon the need when we know we agree, we are completely set free, from that mental fatigue. ~ Certain day we want it we choose to suggest it, use it as an old habit, our learned mental fatigue ~ Sitting in quiet repose wondering of a suppose, and then we are the foes, of…

  • Fatigue

    The end of the day looking for comfort, quiet retrospective memory loss. ~ I stole a glance upon future days only to know again, similar designs ~ If all my heart desires, then when the day arrives, it causes scorn. ~ A sample visual suggests a pattern exists to bring me full circle, again ~…

  • Fatigue

    Stand slow sway While a wind , well It seems whistles past … The mind is shut down Waffling Winding through solemn realities Rerouting these notions Thoughts, racing ideas – I feel the heavy sallow Of eyes weary yet awake Staring off towards a mental wall My body relents Deny thee rest Journey on Plod…