What Crosses My Mind

  • Searching in Sounds

    Recently I have come to know my muse in the sounds that trigger moments dear to my inner peace. If a certain melody can remind me of a time a life moment when chance discovery brought me to a newer place, if when inside that traveling caravan, I was then able to redefine what it…

  • Meaning What?

    When that happens, the music, lyrics take you somewhere, not even words, sounds, utterances, setups, beauty and grace and elegance all of these catch words, memory, when I was seventeen years old and I noticed her, that lasting beauty a voice so pure on a piece of vinyl, the radio, in a studio, just 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.…

  • Music To Cry By (Sade)

    She is just beautiful, sleek, smooth, black, like a midnight sun, rolling across the ocean’s tide, I watch her, eyes that move through me, when she looks, when she sees me glancing her way, I wonder sometimes, when standing before us all, if she can feel the passion, we all believe is moving through her…

  • All Night Party

    I cannot really complain today, more celebrate, I know that he will continue on, talks about the thrill, even says he will still live on, he’s played to our mind and soul, forever singing the blues, he is on his way now, a peaceful serenade, left back here with us are the memories. There will…

  • 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…

  • Listening to the 60’s

    The music will remain I can always go back, play around with time, I can take a melody and let it bring me home, sitting in my bedroom, the day before. That’s where I would like to go, just a minute before, before the phone rang, it would be so easy, once again, to be…

  • Violins My Woe

    I listen and let you take me along always yearning, wishing hoping that I might land, wondering why I even need to find my footing. I am a complex soul, I keep telling myself that, while around me, in the active bustle of a sidewalk cafe, I see faces, so many lovely minds, untapped but…

  • My Favorite Music

    For a moment I am there, lost in the trails, just wandering in peace, while they speak to me, send me along my way, I am treated with a certain love, one that allows tears, and thoughtful memory, the tease of natural dignity, is no longer a feigned exercise, instead life becomes real, because when…

  • Playing Silent Chords

    Every sound begins a sermon tells me where I am what I have become, where the next adventure lies. I started with a ticking clock symbolic of our borrowed time always a reminder that our lives do hang in the balance when suddenly drowned out by machines those that run our lives when we awaken…