What Crosses My Mind

  • There’s This Place I Like To Go

    In the quiet reminders of how we live our lives a silent recall will always come knocking always come knocking always come to somehow tell us we are a concept we remain here forever, always knocking, a steady rap of recurring thoughtful imagined lives that stir our hearts until all the passion we feel suddenly…

  • We All Know People

    We walk and talk and laugh and cry we very seldom wonder why. The world is a constant challenge to know what latest foil we avenge. She is a woman of substance, a smile so indicative of freedom in erstwhile company that does suggest harmony meant to soften the grit of calamity.   She does…

  • An Easter Sunday Prayer

    I would wish we might all love, if only for the hours of this day, turn to one another, the fear we even imagine in doing so, be put aside, for we are all wanting to show effort toward recognizing our own sense of balance in knowing there is a special bond, a reality, a…

  • I Have These Friends

    When they walk out the door, they have natural instincts, look over their shoulder, keep a skeptic eye, they constantly watch their step while they attend, make time to be in, express a similar value, as do I, when I go about living my regular, normal, daily life.   I have these friends, keep their…

  • I Wonder About Love

    Oh it is true the feeling you might have, the moment the mention, the imagined response to knowing, wanting, having, believing, sharing, all the keywords that could be eternal, always an option, for it was told, we could often recall, the word, the name, the title, the option, … and yet we always do somehow…

  • Summer’s Wonder

    In simple minutes I was drawn to you, a walk, a stroll – complimentary blue. If told to find the cloud in this sweet sky, One might imagine naysayers do cry. Soak in an energy drives home our soul Believe in the elegance in a summer whole. I do dance in the steaming heat of…

  • Sunsets Will Remain

    While monsters in our midst, shed sallow contraband upon our mind, when gathering upon the storm, seeking shelter beyond the norm, there is that constant we might recall, a certain Grace in common language. for everyone is given cause to learn, in struggle, sunsets will remain.   We fight the crazies by instinct we know,…

  • When Thinking the Terrible Things

    While our lives are thought to be fragile, we count on those knowing moments, when in a sudden sort of sardonic setting, a cathartic challenge suggests we listen.   When ego is put aside, and humility speaks, such valuable outcomes refresh our mind, we with certainty begin to better understand, that vulnerability is meant to…

  • When Society Chooses Self

    We do pronounce our selves in an elitist light, Always to suggest ours is the more important route, Forever drawn by goals to merit personal might We seem destined to burn, a wrath soon flames out.   When lives become the natural course of a purpose, Seems suddenly we chart a distance toward a freeing Way…

  • Searching In Manhattan

    Though it is that place I wish to be, I’m lost inside my own travesty. As well I seek solace amongst masses hide within a world of classes.   Such is imagery of teeming lives caught inside streaming archives. Where alone a face in the crowd somehow is always allowed.   I once read a master…