What Crosses My Mind

  • 11 AM

    It is when I read the news, the WHO releases numbers some refuse to hear, yet I am curious, if not a little scared.   I looked outside tonight, used to live on a quiet street, maybe three cars an hour, tonight, on a busy highway, a couple of cars, blocks apart, 8 PM, not…

  • Waiting for the Zombies

    I’m not one for mass hysteria, won’t find me holding a ‘the world will end tomorrow’ or catch me if you can while I run myself ragged with a self-seeking paranoid delusion.   Walk me through the pain, it is real, it is scary, so surreal feels like an apocalypse not the news, go shopping…

  • An Unconditional Prelude

    We stood and watched, heard about a couple of planes ascending into the atmosphere above and beyond a toxic city.   We wondered aloud, thought oh my, such a tragedy, imagined only a particular moment, far beyond our backyard, we don’t even need a fence, so convenient, so far away.   We began to stare…

  • Stepping Away

    Many times in my life, have I stepped away, taken a breather, had my hand forced … yet, when does the time come when we can honestly say, the choice is my own for me to decide in some sort of even way, not a hostile arrangement, by any means, so out of character, would…

  • A Working Man

    I am a working man, with a verve, passion, a concept of what I feel is right in the vocation that I am.   I need to see the might of quickly drawn out ideals that give me inspiration, capture a full moon at night.   I watched her drive away her smile was something…

  • A Giving Value

    Its been awhile since a recommended analysis would take me, move me, ask me to respond to life and resonate.   While the world continues to cycle a round a mechanical need to survive the crossing winds, seems logical we might all seek the same peace and solace.   Yet, it’s been awhile since peace…

  • Its Quiet Routine

    Its deafening balance is one to be reckoned, the quiet inside a sallowed severance, the act of dismissal, the purity within timely terror on life on reason on separation on courage on and on and on and on we go the circus of our lives.   Its measure of circumstance erupts in a vision, perhaps…

  • A Silent Snow

    It’s okay, he said. The snow began to fall, and he wondered about the natural course of things. While tucked away in the corner, reflections of life carried on, a conversation between two lovers, innocent to the eyes around, simply enthralled she said with a smile, and he sort of moved in.   They hadn’t…

  • Pieces of Time

    I wonder about what might remain, the pieces of me throughout a memory, is it my own, someone I knew, I know, a circumstance I cannot return.   If I were to wander far enough into the forest, might I be sure to follow some path a traveling analogy holding promise for tomorrow.   Forever…

  • Once

    There was this young man, he didn’t understand, lived his life by some societal demand. Each day, from morning he began to try to find answers inside his own head.   The throbbing always until night’s end, wanting resolve, wishing solution, medicating blues begging forgiveness for strange ideals he would never readily realize.   Watching…