What Crosses My Mind

  • Evil Laughter

    “I read the news today oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to …” – A Day in the Life (Beatles) Finish my lyrics with torment and greed. Sickened by the lust of power desecrates humanity as an intelligence run amok. Who…

  • I Tried

    I tried to understand, while waves of despair enveloped my mind, tossing me, slapping me, a ruthless affair. ~ My hands were locked inside a pattern everyone else excluded me from knowledge, that reality of pain. ~ When on occasion, a happier time, we could reflect upon the insanity … well such is rare. ~…

  • Whisper Autumn

    While skies begin a stretch of cooler winds body seeming to recognize limits each stepping stone, virtual time rescinds calculate further storm than time admits. ~ A child witness color – aging leaves headstrong emotions tacked upon crackles like a midnight fire sparks ember heaves slow to respond yet beauty sheds shackles. ~ Perhaps a…

  • Aging Abandon

    I’ve watched their bodies change while I try to recall just when I began to notice. I often wonder if while my own world begins a natural decay, if that resilient nature in understanding why continues to grow, or when does it wane. How purposeful is our inherent decline, and when do we know it…

  • Listen to My Muse

    What drives the soul, this early autumn morning when all the task of our lives looms the horizon how is it a crystal clear sunrise with pastel blues treats the mind a solace of desire to admire. ~ I would if it were true leave all that is abhorring well behind the mantra of ‘if…

  • Morning Solace

    When wake of day the sunlit rays cause a stir we might know the beauty of another may. When soul do cross path, we might register a new sort of peace, a kindly takeaway ~ We do welcome the light of day with hope a happiness may speak volumes so near to the heart of…

  • On Purpose

    This morning, the sun awakens eyes, typical, we grow to expect these things, anonymity, matters little to the daily routine survival, when every one deals with their own, suggestion, that piece of advice giving hell, resistance, when everything seems beyond our reach, memory, that piece of love that reminds us all, humanity.

  • Spare Me An Hour

    I wonder, while my eyelids weightless in a vacuum, imagine miles the allowance of a measure a value option when we cross paths decide upon a course of autonomy, our own manner of delve into a sea of natural controversy. ~ While the world conveys a certain security in sync with planned reality, how often…

  • Knowing Love

    While walking through the settled earth, we would wonder, slow steps, havoc handling heaven-sent harmony. ~ While I was out the other night, i hadn’t realized my life had changed, again. ~ Happened to me once before, well, once or twice before the reckoning. ~ We all need to have a few, before we find…

  • Rain On

    We woke up to the storm, same chilling atmosphere last night, a carryover to our daily, acceptance, though there are few that do really understand the entire picture, except that that fits that that allows our own delusion to satisfy our societal angst. ~ Perhaps for some … ~ Would that we could be the…