What Crosses My Mind

  • Wish You Were Here

    I wish now, I knew then, the importance of walks. The steps always seemed so burdensome, oh to just use automation instead of tireless journeys. I would walk with you, knowing I would follow you anywhere, just the two of us, together, yet I’ve never really understood, until just today, when the smells of fall…

  • Standards and Values

    oh to delineate the mix of passions, when all the heads converge in mourning, the start of their own quiet circus, to be revealed upon the main stage. ~ Theirs is a craft unlike any other, a territorial nirvana perhaps in eyes solo to the universe. Nearby, questions always remain, tamed in discretion. ~ What…

  • The Door is Open

    How remarkable to imagine another period of our lives measured in time, in knowledge, in hopes, in tribulations, in grief, in discovery, in coming of age, the doors are opening all across the horizon, in each avenue of growth, in every challenge to our passion. the doors are opening to allow minds to become alert…

  • A Teacher’s Lament

    Where to now the speaker suggests, wondering how to run away, or perhaps the willingness to stay is stronger than any of their behests. ~ We live lives mapped on calendars those we glance to progress trying to maximize less all in the nature of being their mentors. ~ How quickly we notice the summer…

  • I Teach

    *** August smiles, brilliant fall colors give pastel accents to carve a path home. ~ Aging, beauty to present a state of mind delightful, happy, invigorates our energy. ~ For now reflection is immediate only a moment’s glance suggests sweet shelter. ~ Doors will open anticipation screams through the distant halls recalled, fresh, familiar. ~ new faces,…