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,…

  • 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.

  • Shadowed Dreams

    See there is this world, many do not ever understand or realize a place of shadows, shattered dreams that leaves shards to be again, found aligned, yet, the energy to recreate such imagery, often for some, unforeseeable – impulse takes over, leads the way down dark caverns of illicit response to needs, the waking is…