What Crosses My Mind

  • Rhythm and Rhyme

    Much like my own twelve string, I play the words in such a manner makes me believe I might need a keyboard to tell my story, give me the rhythm to generate a mood, the rhyme to suggest a setting sublime, we all have our own worlds we like to dream, looked outside tonight into a…

  • Time as Design

    we live in the time decision speaks enrichment our hope fills with love ~ look wild in your eyes know passion is fashion new when while we watch when ~ our lives are spoken clearly peddling balance we seek love to breathe ~ the hours of a day in slow reality sweet is essential love…

  • Day Two – I want to take a walk

    I awoke around 7 AM, after sleeping for about 45 minutes. Throughout the night I was basically in managed care, regulating my pain meds, and watching my heart rhythm on a regular basis, with monitors that beeped repeatedly all night. For me sleep was the ability to rest for 20 minutes at a time without…