What Crosses My Mind

  • Whispers

    Draw me close you hear my words. The fear is real, leaving the notion of conversation a remote tragedy. I would watch everyone walk by until alone I could survey the remainder. That is when the peace arrives, when the whispers have faded into the concrete walls of an early morning encounter, testing my will…

  • I Remember Hallways

    I remember eyes wandering, hiding behind cedar posts, paying more attention to the tiles, until common footsteps might begin again. My bench in the center of two seas swaying toward and moving away ascending and crossing paths smiles and scorns tired looks, and glaring fear. I remember hiding in plain sight hiding in plain sight…

  • Remember Hallways

    Last week I waited for you That spot where we … Well, I always anticipate The motion of you In a sea of our peers A sudden smile indicates We are together That’s love ~ What happens To moments that define themselves How do we lose Touch on our own selves We have lives Beautiful…