What Crosses My Mind

  • A Little Billie Holiday for Him

    I thought I might listen to a little Billie tonight, his memory is fresh in my mind. I ‘d like to think he did a little swing in time, her words, her melody, a smile. This is a good man we honor today in dreams a mover with a heart of humble pie. if Billy…

  • 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…

  • Falter Freely

    Would that I might understand the freedom of error that part of my life I seem to want to always forget I will indicate no survival from this constant terror, the holding of my human condition might I beget. ~ When just yesterday I smiled and laughed out loud, tonight again will this tunnel vision soon…

  • Freedom Being Today

    When I awoke to the sounds of thunder, I was a babe in arms, swaddled under the care of loving parents, family, those that would help determine life to me. Then four when freedom died in disarray, did shred lives leaving tears for JFK. To me that day, Vietnam was way far out, why it was, what these…

  • Time Inside Freedom

    Sitting along a riverbed, a line reaching into the quiet wake, disappearing into another world, one I haven’t command over, just hope. the soil is rich against me, only the soft tread of my sole leaves an imprint, later when I depart, the rain washes away nature’s memory … time touches the other world perhaps, bringing…

  • When Last We Spoke

    The same words exchanged, the promises, the absolutes, the possibles the acrimonious, the … we smiled and stepped away, and then it occurred, that pit in the stomach sort of thing, that piece of my psyche suggests did I, or could she, or might he, really follow through on, what I said too much. Or…

  • Deep Inside a Fathom Awaits

    How often to choose, to travel inside, When do the yearnings suggest we comply There always awaits that worry to slide Where in moment this world becomes why. ~ Last night, the winds that toss us aside So present whistled across the night sky, A pause of freedom in season with pride Created sweet reflection in sole…

  • Listen to the World

    They are out there you know, people with real lives, ones that matter Tonight’s news after the snow while detailing drives windswept clatter A story ran about a father shot in the face by his younger son in the garage where bother Seldom sheds such grace on a quiet neighbor. We listened while our country endured…

  • On This Spectacular Morning

    Tradition throughout today celebrate, Loud afternoon BBQ festivals Drinks that inspire Uncle Fred to gyrate With dance moves, laughs, silly evening revels. ~ Across the universe true pains exist We will not see them in our fireworks. Celebrate the dawn’s light, we will persist, Freedom’s our benefit; the neighbor twerks. ~ In our world’s solace the children’s voice…