What Crosses My Mind

  • Silence by a Fire

    The quiet room a place where thoughts come to life bouncing off walls and never settling in the same. Only the licks of flame, the cracks as birch lights up to offer a solace, a peace from the strain. I’m listening intent hoping some break in the silence of my calcified mind. I could stay…

  • The Fires We Burn

    I remember when I was a kid in the city thought I had somehow stemmed the fire that sense of an evident outlier mentality haunted my mind forever life on a wire. ~ I began to age with a sense of forgiveness for all those around me I might have hurt. The person I always…

  • 200 Miles

    Would we imagine seeing so far in our lives we could predict or at least know beauty we perceive eventually arrives within the miles we might choose to go to find her heart, hold his smile we are consumed is a mystique on trial. ~ I once knew someone in a decade long ago, where…

  • When Living Hell Arose

    I know you spoke to me the other day, you felt like this was truly a living Hell, to endure your pain in such a simple way left alone without a sympathetic tell. When everytime another matter claimed your state of mind would wallow again yet nowhere could you feel so maimed as in Baltimore’s…

  • Natural Wood Fire

    Imagine only nature trees, dense forest, crisp sunlight sounds are melodic; birds singing, animals stealth beyond our eyes. We hear a movement, then its gone we are left wondering just what might visit, so close to our own lives yet safely tucked away, in the dense brush, the ground cover the natural wood.  ~ We…

  • Choices

    The other day he mentioned a moment the fires were lit a smoldering ember always begins with oxygen feeding, breathing, sucking out the air around to fuel the next lick of flame when the smoke suddenly emits a flash, pretty, magical, light that reflects our soul while eyes breathe its glow, we resonate in what…