What Crosses My Mind

  • A Frozen Sonnet

    When limbs of desire speak aloud elder The crying wolf screams inside a shelter. While hearts employ a certain reaction When seduced word leave infatuations ~ In the comfort of time we rely upon A circle of love suggest we live on Perhaps as sun streaked skies radiant now Will lives inherent in time speak of…

  • The Nature of Time

    I When I spoke in youth, freedom in desire and passion, a yield within seasonal adjustment kept the mind busy, fascinated, curious, collective, safe. The nature of pain, reflective, had little circumstance, beyond the wood, a trail, an exploration of childhood memory just begun. When waft in confusion, the speed of change, an embarrassment to the…

  • In A Short Minute*

    Life ends simple bitter finale minutes before our ideas thrive in the mind of the present For the nether a mystique in soul, deep resonate despair. We want control of that scope beyond, infinite magic. Sweet mystery is love, realistic to the wakeful eye, more impactful in fear, when our lives become measured. A life spent…

  • When Reality Speaks

    While we stood in line, the visions we imagine, continue on their way, uninterrupted, cold to the touch in manner of sensitive good. ~ Shelter the soul of the hurt and desperate ideal in the order of humanity’s mortality we could find distraction to be our nemesis. ~ Witness the truth of the vulnerable soulful…

  • In Depression’s Grip

    I wouldn’t say imagination, instead, a spiral of twisting metal, cracked concrete well below, the shavings of slivers and dust where the legs go. A night sky that looms in sunlight, clouded thinking, to the degree of a natural flight, over here, this time, that afternoon, one year in my life. I sometimes want to…

  • The Visit

    Though the time was ever so brief, I knew her magic, felt her presence in image she strolled the avenue, only to suggest there is a reality. ~ When wonder shines upon human mortality, we often let confuse the notion of our existence left aside when fate quiet speak. ~ I did in solemn journey…

  • Good Morning Words

    Fresh air is invigorating minds Eyes slow shadowy idyllic dream scape Sweet good morning shed an overnight cape Rise in beauty of life the sun reminds ~ Energy respond in positive current In mirror negativity loom near Always a knock, anticipate a fear Human condition delivers assent. ~ We chose alone a state of mind today Yes, there is listening,…

  • Haiku Pattern

    brief quick respond sweet while inside our hearts do meet tick we solemn greet ~ want happy ending searching for a new something always in yearning ~ simple truths began an early childhood plan never fear the man ~ summer in sunset a beautiful days only regret what is chaos let ~ once in a happy…

  • While Understanding Matters

    In speaking out loud, one suggested, there is little that matters, mixing paint, the blend is a natural course of a process, one that’s surely been in place, long before our own, personal reaction. We sometimes play with dye, adjusting colors for our own benefit, philosophy, comfort zone. For when the artist, will display their…

  • 20 Years

    I stood on the corner concrete monoliths cracked surface scars held the past in shaded memories we created. Now time gives way to rooftop patios the sounds of live acts turned consumerism. I stood on the corner, looked at the faces, wondered if any age lines could recall my own youthful stares, the agony of…