What Crosses My Mind

  • If You Smile, Intend It

    I have walked into your world, watched your smile direct traffic, I have known the outcome afterward, when the world continues alone.   If you smile, they might appeal to the soft nature of your character. If you smile we all can breathe together in the silence of a melody.   When the world does…

  • Simple Task

    more challenge the heart while the world revolves along simple paths we choose.

  • When Obama Cries

    I would ask you this, when your criticism mounts, do you remember your own tears? When President Obama shows real tears, is there a moment when we wonder about ourselves, when human nature responds with emotion, we enjoy, we love, we relish the opportunity to point out our weak society. When the Newtown tragedy was…

  • Freedom Without Tears

    At first glance nearly impossible, to imagine, our lives holding dry eyes while freedom quietly knocks on our door. We have to understand with love we explore the beauty of acceptance that surreal moment when peace speaks. I want to believe freedom without tears might exist in the heart when this world begins the day…

  • When I Was A Child

    I remember I could believe in magical things, the diamonds we cherished in wedding rings On a sunny day, I could imagine I’d see forever when rainbows appeared, I would run until never. ~ When I was a child I recall all of my scary dreams were mysterious inventions of my fears it seems. While happiness,…

  • Life is a Principle

    We have to choose, for if we cannot imagine beyond the scope we lose all sight of what is certain. that we have to go forward, though the past does beckon, we mustn’t allow toward a chasm of misfortune. ~ When I awoke I began a dream I wished for a newer focus yet instead…

  • Spare Me An Hour

    I wonder, while my eyelids weightless in a vacuum, imagine miles the allowance of a measure a value option when we cross paths decide upon a course of autonomy, our own manner of delve into a sea of natural controversy. ~ While the world conveys a certain security in sync with planned reality, how often…

  • When Pain Is Real

    No longer is a possibility an afterthought No deeper can our hearts be further fraught No more, no more, We cannot circumvent our cursory passion. ~ When pain is real, oft consequence the lesser Paralytic feature while truths shield the confessor The breathing banter Escapes with certainty, a frightening fashion. ~ While judgment acts svelte in…

  • We Live Human Lives

    ~ We live human lives. Together we define how society might perceive our world, their natural abundance is imagined through his eyes, her ideals designed to speak to someone else who might just well, be the same, have a similar internal sketchpad on how each perception we suggest, choose to live out, imagine, fantasize, provide idyllic scrutiny,…

  • Last Night’s Travels

    *** I went there last night, back in the wood, deep where no one if they could, might realize the mood I was in, so lost inside the dense wood, of my mind. Always is that place I begin to understand just why my heart, just how far my heart has gone in its search…