What Crosses My Mind

  • Autumn Winds

    Sunlight shadows peek within autumn sky A sign of change without a question why Today less likely life will go awry One moment in the clouds certainly cry While lost inside the blues we want to try Oh feel the cooling season breathe sweet sigh Leaves are cast about then pausing as wise The beauty…

  • I’m Your Teacher

    I wonder if you realize the time we imagine the words we deliver might benefit the fine beauty of the child, taming of the wild. We don’t ask to change a child’s life we don’t imagine to understand strife we offer all our time with every bell chime. The other day I walked outside and recognized an…

  • Speak Silence

    When the hour will wane, our heart is out of place, when we wish only disdain when logic has no trace we might imagine a different take on the notions ahead, a far greater value at stake than an ego’s reactive head. Can we ever imagine, just a singular reaction, might we step out of…

  • A Good Night Rant

    I wonder many hours at daybreak I begin until my eyes close again I decide upon the moment. ~ I wander in my mind hours at a time whether the right thing is nearby or a fantasy of mine. ~ I wonder about interactions, people’s dispositions the manner by which talk permeates the lives of…

  • The Pretender

    Steady hands a look to all sides hair coiffed, suit buttoned, tie straight, ease into traffic without upsetting a neighbor, whisper and sigh another road ahead, yet, so far, we are well on our way to give presence another day. ~ Occasionally it seems, such an easy task, to encounter heavy traffic, find an open route,…

  • Real People

    Those that speak, believe, feel Those that cry, question, deal Those that travel deep inside a fear might discover there’s nothing there. ~ I once knew a friend, a true compadre she would tell me when I was having an odd day. ~ Last year I became resolute I learned how to play the flute…

  • When We Were Younger

    I remember we had conflict, a peer group, a close friend we didn’t know. Confuse that with desires we were not sure of, the outcome can be rather shallow. We make allowances with artificial ideals, I did that very night, when with you, in all of your beauty and grace, I wished only to have…

  • When Last We Spoke

    The same words exchanged, the promises, the absolutes, the possibles the acrimonious, the … we smiled and stepped away, and then it occurred, that pit in the stomach sort of thing, that piece of my psyche suggests did I, or could she, or might he, really follow through on, what I said too much. Or…

  • Listen to the World

    They are out there you know, people with real lives, ones that matter Tonight’s news after the snow while detailing drives windswept clatter A story ran about a father shot in the face by his younger son in the garage where bother Seldom sheds such grace on a quiet neighbor. We listened while our country endured…