What Crosses My Mind

  • Little, Man

    ~ What I want is my life to be this simple without worry of having my innocence taken away. We look at ourselves in hundreds of ways each one a still life of who we are. An orderly day amidst the chaos of nature mingling with concrete. He hasn’t any desire to see beyond the…

  • Shattered by Time

    I do wonder, I am a figure, a stranger inside a frame, a history that defines their reality, while I meander the onlooker. When I first arrive I am a seeker, and now, while I am familiar only with bricks and stone, I wonder about hands and fingertips, those that held their lives inside similar…

  • Sweet Summer Rose

    When now the time is upon our eyes, the days of sweet summer beckon a certain rose twirled inside blue skies, I feel a wonderful breeze I’d reckon. ~ When children run the streets so free, to live another day in happiness we take for granted our lives might be alive with very little duress.…

  • Five Days, Five Photos – Day Two; On Diversity

    I have this notion, that if we could sometime just put all of our fears aside, and recognize one another for our beauty and grace, there wouldn’t be nearly as much anxiety in our lives. Perhaps I am speaking for myself, but I really do wonder. I know many years ago, a friend of mine…

  • Stumbling Blocks

    When in that moment I feel your pain, I always want to forget, I want to ignore your pain, hoping it might go away, with your tears, go away from me today. ~ I want to bring you back to me though, every time I see your eyes, any time I hear your gasps, that…