What Crosses My Mind

  • Haiku Pattern

    brief quick respond sweet while inside our hearts do meet tick we solemn greet ~ want happy ending searching for a new something always in yearning ~ simple truths began an early childhood plan never fear the man ~ summer in sunset a beautiful days only regret what is chaos let ~ once in a happy…

  • So Long Ago

    I can still stand there, feel the pain, realize just how close I can become again. Take a drink, the slow heat flow, there’s a certain sense of clarity that first drink blossoms a facade, dropping money on a strangers table, a release of tension, letting go, taking one day at a time. There’s such…

  • A White Man’s Struggle

    I spoke of this in my classroom today, it didn’t make sense, I still haven’t figured out a way, to not seem utterly dense. I’m a White man trying to be understanding, yet every time I try I end up again, landing square upon my own ignorance and cry. I’m a White man rocked with…

  • Later On

    it’s always a later moment seems we want to cry rivers flow to an eventual rise where all of our dreams lie. We haven’t figured out solution how some words might be callous ignorance while others have a natural heal. Timing seems a phenomena, for if right now, we cannot imagine an outcome, then later,…

  • When I Cannot Breathe

    There becomes a slight pang, grows with each sense of desire perhaps some might call it pain, yet this speaker would suggest a small fire. There becomes that need to understand, yet the clock ticks its metered reality, and the notion, the ideal, some aspect of hope, is filtered down again, to a one-time solution…

  • I Wonder About Hope

    I am feeling tears in quiet repose, she sits in a relaxing state of security, our roof isn’t leaking at least on this night while we feel the arctic air begin building momentum. I sometimes wish I might be elsewhere, and then glance around and realize, there’s an old adage, something about taking care of…

  • 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…