What Crosses My Mind

  • A Tossed Salad

    I wonder if we might ever know, just when how the display of our lives would really go, if by some design, certain hearts, those with a common soul, a difference in mannerism, attitude, energy, I do sometimes think together, there is just so much we don’t know, yet while the sun crosses the sky,…

  • Gravity Is Patient

    Weight(less) A Whisper in the Forest ~ When I whisper a cool draft escapes shadowed in morning sunlight I can see you exist all the different angles of creation amidst the tragedy of a waiting table of spring eternal. We still find a way to continue our travel with a blinding speed, yet some, Nature…

  • Sadly Reflective Horizons

    Sunlight streams really occur, in fashion Shant we deny views that delight humans Said orb of mystique meets satisfaction Smiles are a better scene, quiet factions. ~ Across blue pastel we color sweet soul Among people we love; we might dispel Actual love soothes rampant body whole Ask of peace, and nature may cast a spell ~…

  • Blessed Morning

    Energy wise, a blessed opportunity The light of day, a newer glance today What I seek, in certainty eye clarity To imagine hope, we might newly allay ~ Fear is a constant we choose to allow Shed the ugliness, fevers mutiny When then a motive of goodness how Easily lost sighs shallow scrutiny ~ In day break,…

  • We Were Younger Then

    When did we become, our father’s instincts, when our mother suddenly appeared in our gestures. How far did we travel before eagarly coming to terms with reality’s tease … Remember when ‘just kidding’ offered hope instead today, we reason with our legacy, suddenly twisting in the wind, feeling the result of a gale force slap in…

  • What Inspires a Rhapsody

    Is it love, in every effort each song we might sing, the glorious wonder of a spring morning when flowers bloom air diffuses fragrant melody while the world all around seems eternally happy even the sadness of a quiet alarm that reality of the human condition seems maybe, just a tad, perhaps only for a…

  • In Harps and Violins

    Where I would like to be when I pass along my legacy, without the notion of morbid reality I would wish to be in a lift an elevation of state of mind you see We are part of this world of constant scrutiny far more lethal it seems in the internal quest toward sanity, than…

  • 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…

  • If I Told You …

    A long time ago I recall I wasn’t so very tall While the world passed me by I felt I might ask ~ Do we all walk around while similarly frowned upon by those the others, ‘Oh if I had my druthers’ ~ I’ve looked for a spaceship traveling alone in silent slip yet the…

  • “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…