What Crosses My Mind

  • Losing My Heart

    A free verse moment ~ When I think about where I’ve been, the miles of deceit my mind has endured to decide upon some sacrifice get in line, they all wait with baited breath because it’s easy to decline any idea of fortune when feeling the pain of surviving seems to be the only outlet.…

  • Fighting Present

    The past wants a piece of flesh, always waiting wondering when to jump on a moment with fresh ideas, exploiting our lives again. ~ Seems where we go always here back to a familiar surrounding when and if we understand fear began in our heart this morning. ~ I walked while outside the weep covered…

  • I Wish You Could Hear Me

    Sometimes I try to find the right word it’s like picking stars out of the sky, I find myself wondering how absurd it is to constantly be asking why. ~ She told me the truth of how she felt I wouldn’t listen, she could only resist There’s a sweet smile makes me melt Instead of…

  • Two Soul

    We did when once held eyes then spoke of feeling blessed. We asked each other if that held inside matched each other. Would wits in unison strike gold or a stricken fever would be the natural course of love when fraught with fear the flip-side will prevail. We spoke of time in a sudden fantasy…

  • In This My Quiet

    Is when then known only me Some is the sacrifice More often is penchant to grieve Finding only solace A genuine peace Pressures are off Too soon we would scoff For know that day Beautiful sunrise Warm is energy late fall While the morning mellows Changing winds Still elude this fellow His smile Forever held…

  • When Wonder Whines

    I sometimes look at the world we live in, and I wonder, is it mine to simply understand or is what there is to believe as complicated as it might seem.   The people I interact with have similar hopes, we all feel certain the goodness in our hearts yet how often have we let…

  • Crossing The Line

    Instinctually we choose to respond as the heart might certain suggest, though perhaps a practicality draws upon a decisive measure.   We search the source, find the accuracy in a stat, insist upon certain prior knowledge, presumably …   Yet there is also emotion that piece of reality sometimes forgotten, overshadowed, set aside as a…

  • Standing on Fences

    I didn’t, no. I could believe it might go a way my dreams, had suggested so. I would be reminded when she could walk slow, I’d be blinded by anything beyond  being so. Autumn skies, to add a sadness while across the way, she stood, she smiled, she danced, without anyone needing her to know,…

  • Straight From The Heart

    I would if I could, I would, I certainly … might. Suggest all of the angst, the properly balanced insecurities that wrap my mind around so many levels of mediocrity. There is where I remain chained to the revelation that help define the who, the why, the identity behind the actions. I am hurting so…

  • Sudden Burst

    The waiting, the corner, the wall always standing at the wall, wonderment, fascination, excitement beyond that quiet obstacle always in front, leading, misleading while she waits, patient, ambitious, passionate, that sudden burst, when the world opens up our hearts become filled with an energy, delightful, soothing, encouraging our truths, our paths, our knowledge that we…