What Crosses My Mind

  • Me and My Dog

    Clever how we begin a reminiscent wave of emotion rolls through our mind. Tonight while I lay alone avoiding that temperature this runny nose that freaks me out leaves me wonder how might I ever take care of my dog. All we have is an affection loyal in a soft fur lays next to me…

  • Friends Will Reach

    I have had a few tough days. It is funny how quickly I can sometimes fall into what my mother would often call a low when her diabetes was out of balance. My lows aren’t the result of diabetes, not by any stretch. But I do have them, and I sometimes wish they didn’t exist…

  • The Next Day

    That’s really how it feels sometimes. One day, I’m on top of the world, and the next just scratching the surface, feeling the grit inside my frame of mind, unable to process what was once like hang gliding in the atmosphere one beautiful fall afternoon. Then something happens in our world that cannot be denied.…

  • The Sacrifice of a Feeling

    Yesterday traveling ‘Old Steepee’ I careened upon gravel ripping apart my knees in the rocky crags of a violent spill.   I could understand how someone might react to the news a son or daughter in kind would experience shallow views   We as a nation seem easily drawn be opportunity to flounder knowing somehow…

  • Hang Onto Dreams

    Oh how we do experience fallout letting our safer dreams fade into blue the light of day soon cast away from view. Eyes begin to lose life tossed about   in the mainstream; an acceleration of a mechanical nature spans time. (imagine lives driven only by rhyme). We saviors within our own affliction   must…

  • The Strength of a Statesman

    Last night I couldn’t wait to hear what former President Obama would say to our nation of 2020 graduates. He has always, since that first stump speech, tried to provide a positive perspective on our lives. Whether people would like to simply reduce his words to only rhetoric, the fact remains they are his own,…

  • Wanting Relief

    Last night I listened to the winds howl in melody seems they were speaking, warning of a parody. So quickly our lives, my own, grooves self importance wanting only to observe, less patience more chance.   I speak in my head a constant life of simple romance that sort that would suggest our lives live…

  • The Monster

    He walked alongside, non-descript, hoping to be noticed in order to quell such is the pain inside of an insecure mind.   Started as a child, one day he lost all hope in the manifest of life over death, or the cruel hand of God in what we call a miracle, yet absurd, inside the…

  • Thoughts in a Covid-19 World

    I haven’t felt like writing for quite some time, but today I received the inspiration I was pleading, and so it goes that I want to talk about this Covid-19 crisis that we will seemingly endure for quite some time. It will change our world, our lives. The number of positives today reach 169 in…

  • Critical Circumstance

    We do measure our lives our accomplishments a steadfast ability to compete with ourselves. If might our lives not be so easily swept by the tides of societal expectation what then might be our end game. Would we survive if we came to realize nothing else really mattered beyond the satisfaction of, inevitably, ourselves?  …