What Crosses My Mind

  • This Letter

    I would compose a letter that might or could ought to contain everything, yet there is that piece of the human condition prevents everyone from being perhaps Stephen King, or Charles Bukowski, even Sylvia Plath.   Emily Dickinson is said to have lived a reclusive life in her bedroom overlooking a lawn where children played,…

  • A Morning Notion

    Begin in sunlit sky beguiler day The same result might be impossible. We wander in mind to discover way Breathe positivity remarkable. ~ In life to know in peace delightful air Think heartfelt, soulful, suggest promotion. Find fortune inside sweet beautiful fare Solidify choice inside elation. ~ What hold will truth create family love Universals…

  • Lacking Skin

    I draw little attention to who I am based solely upon a certain gem some would call the bane of life yet I might think of none of them. ~ I walk in a department store alone gather little if any attention shown I could probably open the register take a dollar bill and dial the…

  • Playing With Frost’s Wall

    The wall is crumbling down the way again. You don’t say, you think you want to start today? ~ I think you might go take a look for me. Well I don’t feel like it’s my responsibility. ~ I don’t expect you are too concerned about a few rocks that have dropped into your yard,…

  • Playing With Frost

      The wall is crumbling down the way again. You don’t say, you think you want to start today? I think you might go take a look for me. Well I don’t feel like it’s my responsibility. I don’t expect you are too concerned about a few rocks that have dropped into your yard, For…