What Crosses My Mind

  • A Soft Melody

    To swoon, listen to soft music, an enchanting melody. To feel the senses alive with the passion of love. To understand the beauty of holding one’s heart without asking them first the spontaneity of our vulnerability received. Something to cherish is the simple nature of knowing the truth in melody. All songs from the heart…

  • As Rains Might Fall

    A quiet solitude, soft patterns of rain, in a breeze tossed there and about would I know the sounds would soothe my soul in any moment of wonderment. ~ I do lay upon a silent morning when steady the waters of a sweet melody and scents olfactory carry my mind distant to my nearby retirement,…

  • A Song Begins

    I might be in a different place yet that certain melody no matter the pace of my day, where I have landed, when the notes cross my mind, I can suddenly be there, wondering still while again the world around me, continues to shift, to sway, to say, it is enough to know how our…

  • Curiosity

    I listen to notes, take me on a certain journey, could be jazz, perhaps the Moody Blues, another day with B.B. King. I like to imagine being in the sailboat that appears, when in the throes of Enya’s words. I wonder sometimes where to go, then find a melody, a certain ambience, to match the…

  • Crowd Noise

    While saxophone serenade melody, glance across the room, and the world is alive, with activity, purpose, longevity, we all seem to want a similar drive, waiting for the sunset, while just realizing the crisp morning of a summer day, we are living without any regret, sharing our lives together with coffee and a gentle sway.…

  • With Piano Keys I Muse

    I wait for the right note, a soft touch, distant tone, perhaps a high sharp strike, my heart breathes the resonance. I am immediately drawn to a time, a different place we speak, when everything is bliss, and the pain is no longer an option. We are easily pleased in memory, with the musical intercessions of…

  • One Time at Band Camp

    A promising player knew cadence and read music tap, tap, tap the left foot became a natural twinge every day a little better flying along the pins tap, tap, tap Music plays with our soul wraps itself around a mood defines a moment recalls a memory and the sweet melody goes on  forever in a…