What Crosses My Mind

  • I Listen To Old Rock And Roll

    Moments in my life where the matter is my own, Trying to overcome a sense of personal grief. I reach to music to help define my frame of mind, Giving credence to melodic notes, my nostalgia. Oh the lyrics that do certainly bring me home, Traveling on the highways for decades of time. I remember…

  • Examining The Past; Welcoming The Future

    I’ve read guides that suggest we look at emotionally impactful experiences of our past and face them head on so we might better leave them behind. It can be both frightening and exhilarating to revisit our lives, both the failures and successes. I ended my career early as a whole, and now am contemplating taking…

  • Next Chapter on the Stage

    Inspired by LitaDoolan – https://wordpress.com/reader/users/litadoolan Well, I think I’ll speak a little about theatre. My tenure just ended at a small school south of the cities. I began there three years ago and I’ve been through quite a bit in that time. Some people might not last as long as I did. At the beginning,…

  • The Show Goes On

    Three years ago I took a job with a small school to run their theater department. Seemed perfect, I was the boss of my own company, I made all the decisions. What happened is exactly what one would wish did not, and I was relatively stuck. I was taking a job in a place where…

  • When I Was Alone

    I used to cry a lot, the tears readily descending my cheeks. If I let myself go the sobbing was rather spectacular, to tell a tale. When I was alone, I would stare out windows count the slats in my blinds, waiting for the sunlight, and then watching the light descend into another night, while…

  • 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…

  • Writing Songs

    A melody comes to mind, now follow the words, something to remind, ours a heart holds words. ~ We always play along imagining a moment when two loves along a path we once meant. ~ Happy and soulful can be love Happy and soulful is our love We did enjoy that time recall Happy and…

  • Working On A Love Story

    It’s true I might have one, I heard about it on the radio, you know one of that, one and done love me rodeo. ~ See these two people can listen that’s exactly who they are  nothing more to hide behind when you know love just can’t get far. ~ They stood on the street…

  • Ticking Clocks

    It’s 2 am a little Brubeck echoing in the silence some distant harmony making allowance for a mind unable to shut down, just quiet, listening to various clocks set their own time, ticking reminders of the seconds, tearing about the fabric of our own sanity.   There are pictures on the wall, each holding court…

  • Life As We Know It

    Listen to a melody if you please one familiar to the modern age we all knew how to appreciate ease there were ballads all will manage   Innovative to a measure of genius will you ever understand their verve ability to play the powerful albatross without ever spilling suggesting nerve.   We would wonder next…