What Crosses My Mind

  • Anxiety Rush

    I think the day was rather sunny, at least that I recall, layered in my own shawl a travesty of the fall of humanity. ~ Could we ever move in freedom if when we blink an eye there is the question why should we attempt design a kingdom. ~ When while a spiritual guide exists…

  • I Wandered Home

    I’ve come here often, when I could remember fear, often, when time seemed to stand still I would look over the horizon, picture running through fields as a child, suddenly thrown into my teens, those places I would weary my return. I wonder about people those I knew, those I wished I might never know…

  • Learning to Hate

    I don’t know where it started, one day as a child, I think perhaps when they stole my bicycle, I hated that it wasn’t locked up, I hated not having any control, I hated the embarrassment of being vulnerable. I was only a child then, I believed in the impossible, I knew that anything could…

  • My Muslim Friends

    I’m crying tonight I don’t want to be a part of this the confusion is an ignorance I didn’t plan upon, I wish not to look in your eyes and feel your pain, I hope for love, that smile of beauty, the caress of humanity suggest we are a beautiful people together, not apart, not…

  • My World A Ruthless Shame

    I grew up with certain freedoms, Though I was never really told, I only understood a world of fiefdoms From books I read. I wasn’t bold. ~ My dreams were made with managed Challenge, the bounty being compassion Beyond a society of greed is the adage Spoke a loud in a personal fashion. ~ The…

  • Standing on Fences

    I didn’t, no. I could believe it might go a way my dreams, had suggested so. I would be reminded when she could walk slow, I’d be blinded by anything beyond  being so. Autumn skies, to add a sadness while across the way, she stood, she smiled, she danced, without anyone needing her to know,…

  • I Chose Joan Tonight

    I chose Joan tonight to finish my words, I was looking for some way to return to where it is a struggle always ensues my mind playing tricks on my heart, that is an organic thing I suppose – trying to ascertain between logic and pain. I listened to Diamonds and Rust and watched her…

  • Do We Lose?

    When we let go, we leave behind a part of ourselves yet I do have to wonder if we ever really lose we certainly sometimes cannot return to the shelves of who we were, yet perhaps we do sing the blues ~ In that frame of mind, a good song can bring me a tear…

  • We Spoke of Clouds

    Ours were lofty plans no one ever understood that really was the plan ~ soft sunsets in woods we lay in one another’s arms playing with our moods ~ looking in her eyes seeing clouds in satin skies long before any lies ~ nature left us bare with little consequence – love dance within my…

  • Wise Repartee

    We like to be right, you and me, yes you, not me, only us, we all seem to never want to agree, instead, we’d like to be right all the time. or do we just want to be ok. A couple of years ago, I fought the urge to be wrong, didn’t wish to ever…