What Crosses My Mind

  • On The Occasion of Equality

    What would happen, to jealousy, to envy, to wanting more, to wishing that one were less inclined, understanding the difference between yours and mine.   What would be said, when questions arose, about the ludicrous nature, of those with a nose for finding fault in their neighbor rather than atoning their own yard.   Where…

  • It Is A Beautiful Day

    How so do the moods define our day, we wake to a sunlit morning to defy the odds, or perhaps we settle in selective pods stepped away we did from society’s way.   A certain lovely attraction is contained in smile circus acts and normalcy all find sweet balance, life becomes less of form, tossed…

  • MLK Jr. – 50 Years Ago His Words Began

    I knew this man, well, my mother, she taught me to know this man.   i remember when he spoke, his voice was beautiful, a rhapsody of passionate words to speak to everyone.   A scared nation, completely aware of what really is hell, what was this man’s tell.   I remember my mother saying…

  • There’s a Song About It Too

    I think it’s the Counting Crows, well now I know it is, just being stylish, setting the tone, the moment when everything matters, inside the look of a photo.   I woke to this image in the morning, it represents something, a journey I suppose, where all eyes come together to find some peace, waking…

  • Responsive Journey

    A quiet path, many minds have passed, yet inside remains alone like a ricocheting energy, a certainty in privacy, that which no one might alone experience beyond a silent beholden traveler.   Many nights, autumn mornings, spring into action while the world around might discover new purpose, a reasoning that while easily defined, still remains…

  • The Last Time I Checked

    There was purpose in my day, a willingness to share, yet the constructs of a certain way, would often interfere, well, just my luck.   I often walk away this way, the drive home, a long enduring road, looking around to see, if anyone else might be my way.   I lack the fortitude one…

  • Two Would Pass Together

    (dedicated to the goodness of time, a friend and his family) When in a moment we might reflect upon the reason, we could together share a memory, the fleeting laughter, we would do this together, wouldn’t we create a scene, a wonderful attribute, of the years, oh the many years, the travels we knew without…

  • While Wandering Many Years

    I remember, when as a child, I noticed for the first time, beauty, the sort that remained with me, for the rest of my life.   Oh it came in a smile, a long and enduring hug, a remark a passerby whom might notice, or help or assist, or wonder, rather than showing some practiced…

  • A Christmas Message

    We are approaching that ultimate day of family and love and Grace, with all of its beauty, delight, misconception and forgiveness, and I am reminded of where my values first evolved. Going through some papers in my den I came across a picture of my grandmother, we called her ‘Granny’ and I was immediately flooded…

  • Sweet Morning Peace

    Oh I do wish the world might offer solace When it is we are all wandering an alone, A wonder is to recognize any one pace Could, would offer a shoulder to unknown   Soul who cries in the midst of happiness, For it is the season to seek absolute joy, Because we were told,…