What Crosses My Mind

  • My Residence

    I stood alone today, letting the hours pass, feeling my anxiety, my thoughts do scream. Outside I could only imagine, pain so many would experience. I was safe in the immediacy. I didn’t know direct loss. I did light candles on my sills. My mind has been racing, I want to move beyond the news.…

  • I’d Like To Know

    Tonight I felt a dark moment, what inside my mind seemed well beyond a typical day. I was suddenly retracing steps, listening to news that repeated itself all week long. Tonight it all felt unfamiliar the way it only rattled my mind with no explanation. I struggled with where and when and who the news…

  • Exile (Minneapolis)

    What might feel like home, has left the arena to make room for an old played out charade. We can’t go shopping, dining, visiting neighbors in home and afar, without fearing this ill reckoning. What’s my home once was yours. Today let’s create a serious code, lets find security in our communication, help us all,…

  • Reflections

    Inside everything is measured, Seldom spoken only imagined By an onlooker so removed. Those patterns of behavior Tied to an affliction carry our Weight wherever we may land. Inside a mind is a circus of Balancing acts, a trapeze, a maze. Each turn of the mind changes Asking only a simple direction. Clues may always…

  • Night Sky

    Brought me home all day Knowing I could count on her. Standing under a summer’s mist, Could feel her romantic urgency. We weren’t long anymore, Shorter became a misfortune, We only knew it had arrived. All we could do now is cry, Standing alone together forever Under a disguise, an evening sky.

  • An Absence

    While everywhere around me seems a chaotic journey. I can’t help thinking that somehow I might lose my way. We all seem to be climbing this long ladder of despair. Each rung representing a hurdle. I feel like I honestly walk around in a daze, realizing everything true, is happening around me. I wake up…

  • A Stolen Life

    Struggling to make this whole thing feel okay.  News we depend upon,  many different faces.  In each other’s sentiment,  a victim lays dead.  Kids are carrying banners that bleed,  a request for justice in the eyes of a child.  – I’m an old man,  I don’t know how to react.  I’m an angry old man.…

  • Passion

    I wanted to grow old with you, but I didn’t know what that would mean. As days would accumulate, I wondered how long we’d forgotten.  An energy embodies lovers, sometimes it’s really hard to measure. The years take flight too fast, couldn’t catch up beyond the errors. Everywhere I turned I failed, only to find…

  • I Feel Fear

    I saw it, reviewed it and I fell apart, the symbols were evident and stark. All day I wondered how I’d react, came home, turned on the news and immediately felt at fault, felt like I was glorifying her death, because of the horrific Hollywood replay. Truth is she was only trying to live her…

  • Traffic

    I like a steady pattern, lighting up the night. We’re all aiming together oblivious of each other. As long as we’re okay, that’s how we travel. Passing each other by, always on the alert. Another night on the highway.