What Crosses My Mind

  • When Yesterday

    When we start to think about our yesterdays, we get scared, well some, me, suppose the words need only be self-directed, if validity is the goal of my game.   I contemplate my day before notions, those of consequence and reward, I try to recall the best, when especially drawn into the abyss of the…

  • While Reality Lives Around Us

    Awaken a silent morning, to hear spring, sweet coo … song along the river bed, while tossing lures, reaching deep pools, waiting for an answer to rise before our eyes, we will continue to live this way, a certain peace, a settling pause, yet, are we concerned about today, or perhaps wanting to leave tomorrow aside,…