What Crosses My Mind

  • Exile (Minneapolis)

    What might feel like home, has left the arena to make room for an old played out charade. We can’t go shopping, dining, visiting neighbors in home and afar, without fearing this ill reckoning. What’s my home once was yours. Today let’s create a serious code, lets find security in our communication, help us all,…

  • Reflections

    Inside everything is measured, Seldom spoken only imagined By an onlooker so removed. Those patterns of behavior Tied to an affliction carry our Weight wherever we may land. Inside a mind is a circus of Balancing acts, a trapeze, a maze. Each turn of the mind changes Asking only a simple direction. Clues may always…

  • Night Sky

    Brought me home all day Knowing I could count on her. Standing under a summer’s mist, Could feel her romantic urgency. We weren’t long anymore, Shorter became a misfortune, We only knew it had arrived. All we could do now is cry, Standing alone together forever Under a disguise, an evening sky.

  • I Get Jealous Sometimes

    So kind, so generous, so compassionate, words I feel evade me, when in the lower moments I forget about my humanity. We all possess this ability to turn down our opportunity to live our lives free of scrutiny. Oh we do have paths, we must learn to live by, and yet when we become self…

  • Distance Learning

    So, I imagined this happening, the wave of the virus, would shut us down, remove our access to the classroom.   A part of me appreciated the break, I could still with students, have a dialogue in the distance, never contemplated the reality.   Then the news, the overbearing sentence of every teacher, every student,…

  • Walking Upon Time

    A reflection spoke prophetic synapse unwind while the world in mechanical fashion carried on, carried on inside the mind sweet redemption await for years of burden.   If we could match our inside with the now would it be easier in a balance could  heart remind background our vision, sad eyes, might forever shine.  …

  • Once, In Sunlight

    We did in quiet observation, attend of course the eyes windows that speak well beyond the notice of a fashion, of a trend, of an expectation.   Instead, just a glance where both pain and joy can reside, can wait for the next opportunity to speak aloud in the framework of sweet silence.   We…

  • Humanity Pleads Perfection

    If while our lives compete silence stands beyond our wares.   Pre-disposed to finding value in a fragile state of mind.   We dig humanity, its pitfalls suggested to be given advocacy.   Wanting to forge forward in valor a calculated appraisal of possibility.   When suggestion speaks necessarily give allowance no matter scrutiny.  …

  • Glance into The Morning Fog

    Watching tree limbs bask in the morning fog Their own shadows hidden from naked eye We, the observer might question why Silence in storms, listen a croaking frog.   A world exists speak natural balance Deep in the wood, horrors of life aside Humanity breathe where watcher reside A home is habitat for those who…

  • On Positive Outcome

    We have these moments we, the human beings where emotions begin our day, end our nights, decide our way.   We sometimes cannot move a muscle our bodies so strong, resilient frozen to the ground, the nature of a piece of soft furniture becomes the bastion covet our ill.   Today, nature’s frozen ground sure…