What Crosses My Mind

  • A Wandering Mind

    Here in the moment greatest fears revealed, the body stunned almost motionless frozen in time. Seems a thought brought this fury in the mind. Seems everything mattered when suddenly no recourse is available only the pit in the stomach that quiet monster of pain. Second guess ourselves now, again, always a wandering soul lost searching…

  • Shadows And Dreams

    There are places we remember they hold promise to our dreams Faces we remember, constant in our dreams. If only all the shadows might speak might come alive when then when how could we forget the shadows and the faces. We might feel pain yet there is always the afterward when given pause when thoughts…

  • Silent Recluse

    I wish I could just disappear seems so likely, yet I can’t really find a way, keep wanting to come back, don’t even take the time, to really unwind, such a tight grip on my state of mind. Hide me in the light and I’ll walk away, put me in the shadows and life remains…

  • Writing A Song

    If words might describe a state of mind, put them to melody, listen to them sing. Seems the world revolves around that same tune, all the time, all the wise emotions. Carry the word, find the right rhythm make a fortune, or simply please someone. I’m writing a song, and I want you to listen…

  • A Buddhist Retreat In My Mind

    Well I suppose it is interchangeable how one might begin their day. We are all unique and yet so clearly the same in our common ways, those often ignored sometimes referred mundane. Begin a day with sunlight feel it radiate through the blinds, those that we all have all similar in a way. I once…

  • Once, Ago

    I can’t help but think what it is I write is perceived differently by you. I’ve thought about how someday I’d like to convince you what it is I write, you ran away from didn’t give me a chance. Oh I’m not talking of decades, only months and in those quiet moments, when our eyes…

  • Locked Doors and Open Windows

    I stood outside in the rain, let it wash over me, could feel the wetness run down my back, my clothes began damp then soaked as the tears fell further, stronger their struggle was my own. I could think about then and realize just how many years ago, and today still right with me, all…

  • All The What Ifs

    I think we all look for it, some answer, some solution, we spend our days thinking about what our next move is, or why we choose the path we do. I once thought I knew about love, the invigorating feeling, of seeing it in her eyes. I once held her by my side, and for…

  • Watching the Waves

    I watched the waves rolling in today like kneading bread each wave on top of another landing on the shoreline. The sun was rising in the east filtering through clouds and the Apostle Islands. There was something so gentle and serene in the air. I couldn’t help feel at peace. Watching Lake Superior and it’s…

  • Silence by a Fire

    The quiet room a place where thoughts come to life bouncing off walls and never settling in the same. Only the licks of flame, the cracks as birch lights up to offer a solace, a peace from the strain. I’m listening intent hoping some break in the silence of my calcified mind. I could stay…