What Crosses My Mind

  • Listening to the News

    I’m feeling agitation, listening to mouthpieces slam each other, slam the office, slam the American people, Ignorance, forces themselves to believe in rhetoric, ‘we will never be great again’ oh my, 6th grade Civics again. ~ ‘lead from behind’ Hah! – I won’t go there, but they might, probably do. ~ Remember when we were told…

  • Learning to Hate

    I don’t know where it started, one day as a child, I think perhaps when they stole my bicycle, I hated that it wasn’t locked up, I hated not having any control, I hated the embarrassment of being vulnerable. I was only a child then, I believed in the impossible, I knew that anything could…

  • My World A Ruthless Shame

    I grew up with certain freedoms, Though I was never really told, I only understood a world of fiefdoms From books I read. I wasn’t bold. ~ My dreams were made with managed Challenge, the bounty being compassion Beyond a society of greed is the adage Spoke a loud in a personal fashion. ~ The…

  • Haven’t Heard

    I listened only long enough to fear, the easiest emotion, that moment when suddenly confusion, our lives, becomes less about being in control, far more about wanting to run away. I want that, more than anything else in the world, I don’t want to be there when it happens. I don’t desire definition. Whether we…

  • My Moon is Wonder

    I noticed as the sky erupted with sole beauty mystique always at hand, nearby holding court wide in stride we recognize our humanity aims high, always illuminations to report. ~ I do recall as a child in my quiet obstinacy often a long stare, in wonder of a still glance until one day a friend…

  • Anxiety’s Breeze

    Feel it, when a wave spooks a present state of mind, unexpected, often uninvited, yet enough resilience to freeze a moment. We walk like this when we wish to show a safer side, a confident bit of posturing. We smile when the need does arise; it surely does speak to our manner. We question everything…

  • alone

    this happened, on overwhelming alignment reality patterned by the actions of the mind, I lament. ~ is an energy enough detail to sustain inevitable outcomes thought to entail periodic notions of a fable. ~ for I am kidding when I do jest deep hideous caverns of thought those I’d rather did not rest upon my…

  • “The World is Watching”

    Tradition suggests acknowledge ourselves In scheme, our spiritual karma wanes, Like to believe that humanity delves Where love in peace speaks hopeful gains. ~ Wild abandon ills principled decline In our children’s eyes we extinguish fire, That reckoning once spoke roses and whine Today, private anguish will less inspire. ~ Young minds of tomorrow whose direction…

  • The Message of Camelot and high school theatre

    Today, I am reflective. This weekend our students performed Camelot on the Shakopee High School stage. This is a show that has been with me since as a child, my mother brought me to see my first production in Wausau, WI as our neighbor was performing in the ensemble. I remember being immediately drawn to…

  • The Next Day (Why Paris?)

    When sun arose to widen sleepy eyelid A calm begun soon turned memory horrific We wake shadowed in darkness, a slow embrace Shattered dreams begun inside stranger despair. The news however distorted cannot rid Crying heart, confused eyes, reality’s prolific Mastery of human nature’s fallible race. Once thrive her eyes this morning lacking air. No…