What Crosses My Mind

  • 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…

  • If They Could All Hear

    I wonder of their surprise at heartache If such emotion would exist at all Could the people today avoid mistake When deciding result of a great fall. ~ Life begins in coveted innocence We all have a naked chance to be heard When does the act of living lose its sense Of forgiveness, compassion, a soft word. ~ Seems always a…

  • When Relationships Collide

    This is meant to be a good thing, the aftermath is peace, the initial impact, an unknown force, bringing bodies together, perhaps mind and soul, hadn’t ever imagined a crossing point, where lives could offer a solution, a peace, again, a nuance of learning of wondering of hoping of … listening. We are compelled to…

  • Carpe Diem #904 Kazahana (snowflakes)

    ~ soft snow sweet gentle reminder real lovely flakes ~ outside the glass feathers drift moonlit snowflake Heavens ~ somber mind frames a doorway to the cool breeze so sweet snowflakes ~ peace forget humanity’s torment visualize flakes ~ my gasps are audible to tonight’s world painted dream ~ Carpe Diem #904 Kazahana