What Crosses My Mind

  • Mental Anguish

    When I measure my stressors I am generally alone Without any solace from my own personal fears Ever really think about that? I mean, really? Think about that on a more personal level Rather than maybe, perhaps, oh say, Intellectual? For that’s where a lot of us like to remain Deep inside our heads where…

  • Mansion Envy

    I wonder about that world carved into the wild Down the street and tucked off the avenue Backed into a shallow grave Where the bricks and mortar rise Ominous The landscape stretching beyond the forest Where the trees and natural growth were stripped away New seedlings forced to convey an image A gardener’s responsibility now…

  • Fragile, Human, Love

    We are a natural trip are we not Stubborn, tough, confident We walk into a room and we are noticed Attention, smiles, familiar We will need each other only when we want to Cry, sigh, tell me why Heart is aching tonight Thinking about you, and you, and Grace Wondering about choices Deciding that while…

  • Do You Have Any Tattoos?

    I mean, Well, are you defined by ink That permeates your skin Telling stories Of mystery and whim Have you driven a needle Across your shoulders With rapid success in lines and circles And ancient inquests Are your legs covered in barbed wire To indicate the access is limited ~ While your body adjusts to…

  • Hummingbirds Help

    Seek a quiet moment … ~ Between the avalanche of emotion That buries the crisis of reality ~ A figure appears Hidden within the numbers Dialogues that drift into the open air Of dreary daylight Everyone listens Synchronized conversation In hopes that our own world Might be less restrained ~ Believe in your moment ……

  • Recent Winds

    A wave of discontent Passed through our world One morning Eerily drawn Reaching so many lives ~ Each individual moment we gather Steam to survive to celebrate There is a tipping point A turning path Way Society deems our purpose Suggest a pattern Exists that traps terror Unleashed into driving winds Dissipates all of His…

  • My Ramblings

    I’ve been thinking The whole thing This quest for what is real Utter bullshit I mean, c’mon now How many different ways Can we be told that our lives could be Might be, have to be, driven by Some sort of desire to feel like, that was how I began every sentence with a notion…

  • Many Voices

    I am in this room. A place where People gather often alone. There are Separate moments taking place Everywhere. Yet it all seems close ~ In each interaction a choice is made To say hello with our eyes or just Toss our glance back to a computer Screen … ~ We all have a façade…

  • Relief

    A technique in artistry Raised impression ~ Brings a moment to life We see the beauty ~ In a master’s hands Elegant lines ~ Always a story Being told ~ In Webster’s words Or Collier ~ A comic moment Is designed ~ To break the tension Ease the mind ~ And today I glance freely…

  • Gaze Past Open Windows

    There, in the quiet room Lies uncertainty A confused, thoughtful response Identifies a triggered resonant Clarity that only speaks in brief Methodical intervals ~ We would tap these moments Relish in their guidance To move our lives forward Love is allowed to flourish When passions provide A glance; an open window ~ Run your fingertips…