What Crosses My Mind

  • Piano Solos

    Listen, while the world rings true, a glimmer, a hope, a dance while this melody, a shape maker presents an accidental shift in memory. Imagine the rise of delightful keys, sweet muse soft patterns of reality. ~ I listen to piano solos for the breadth of tradition, that notion spoken in the hearts of many…

  • With Piano Keys I Muse

    I wait for the right note, a soft touch, distant tone, perhaps a high sharp strike, my heart breathes the resonance. I am immediately drawn to a time, a different place we speak, when everything is bliss, and the pain is no longer an option. We are easily pleased in memory, with the musical intercessions of…

  • Driving with Chopin

    One last thought as night settles nearby Would an answer sustain a need That compels our nature to know Or might possibly another notion Creep inside the mind And fester never allowing a breath To satisfy that quest driven desire A new day arose when the sounds changed Their mood and we could rise Above…

  • Searching for My Muse

    Like a composer The words are the keyboard Fingertips draw out sounds Searching for a release Finding the right Intonation To suggest the feeling The emotional drive That gives strength to definition ~ I am seeking you tonight In the twilight of a star fallen sky Listening to a piano masterfully designed To allow certain…