What Crosses My Mind

  • Just Taking a Walk in the Neighbrohood

    I was listening to a some Tom Waits the other day, puts me in a certain frame of mind, if you know, you know what I mean, you know what I want to say, so I just listen to the blues and try to find my way.   I was thinking just the other day,…

  • Finding Voice

    I walked outside and screamed at the bottom of my driveway, only because I knew no one would notice, well, they did, and their doors shut, I stood in my neighborhood and felt completely alone.   The manicured lawns, similarly styled rose gardens, the roof repair and invisible fences, street signs that suggested we all…

  • Tragedy Spoken Outloud

    I haven’t an answer, whether I should, I can’t really say, even the notion of trying, makes me turn away. I cannot look you in the eye, with any sort of genuine care, at least that’s what’s in my head, though, to imagine I wouldn’t dare. I speak of your loss, of theirs, ours, many…

  • What is Your Pain?

    Everyone wonders aloud when alone what flavor of fear will it be today? How soon will the silent shadow I’ve known come knocking, suggesting, try it my way. ~ How does your own street look this evening a stroll of coifed gardens so delightful, pleasing to the eye, soft, alive, soothing while outside our neighbor…