What Crosses My Mind

  • Rainy Reality

    Ever do we wonder about that day the ever shouting cool rains came our way Was there always a state of mind we could speak might influence our every ‘should’ remark that embraced quiet energy. Humanity pleads a pomposity often wet, while the water plays our sill mind bending notions surely test our will. Life…

  • Wakeful Solace

    I am awake late, abandon, havoc in my head won’t stop reminding me how often I remain far ahead of my dreams, desires, demands. If I knew what they were I might then begin to overcome that pressing need to avoid, stray afar, give room to that uncanny ability to lay inside a nightmare. If…

  • Shallow Odds

    Those are the moments we blind ourselves false hopes, strange provocations, shallow odds when life seems easy waiting for the shoe to drop and it does, oh my, does it. I was walking no one was really talking I felt alone looking hoping to find a solution shortcut, newly worn path, easy access when there…

  • Sitting on Ice

    You know the feeling Too cold to relax Too easy to react A sort of waiting for the moment In hopes that no one can lament Upon the urgency of leaving ~ The ice Frozen in time Sculptures of a paradigm Simple words that when conveyed May suddenly be easily splayed Like dice ~ Hitting…

  • Haunting Reality

    While we await the outcome Panic settles time’s revenue Men and women respond together Careful to walk alongside fear Share the moment and seize the pain Or isolate and begin the reign ~ Of caution Of trepidation Of ridiculous burden Of what driven force did all this begin? ~ A conversation A look A glance…

  • My Last Night

    When the pain became too much I stopped looking Finally the strength To step away overcame me False reality Bitter truths Splayed before my eyes Quite simply my heart was broken In more places than even they could know When a cry occurs Soft petals Rain soaked tears Skin damp from streams released Across my…

  • Simple Truths

    We are in constant search of their kind In our everyday travels we find ~ A measure, a notion to confine Our basic need to again define ~ Those simple truths, the layers we thought That help us ascertain who we are we’re naught ~ A given moment of clarity in a stroll Allows us…