What Crosses My Mind

  • Pachelbel’s Dream

    When I was just a kid, I watched a movie, about a choir, a group of talented expectations each one that had reason, though the focus upon one another.   They all grew up together, lived similar lives, went to the lake in the summer, played games meant to out wit one another.   This…

  • In My Comfort Zone

    It is where I am every day, my comfort zone, I give a glimpse into the world I see, every hour of my day, until the sun does set, hues change, sky becomes a darkness outside I cannot see as readily.   Until the morning comes, then in rain or sunshine, the view the same,…

  • When the Shutters Close

      We live in normal houses in Midwestern America we are a concentrated, suburban, legacy long after we are gone our worlds will be memory. Lives have been led along facades, frames, fades. We need to recognize in a word, life isn’t what it seems. When I look at you across the avenue I debate…