What Crosses My Mind

  • Always An Urgency

    We talked about the human condition, how certain tendency would remain years later, the same, decades of programmed imagination, falling into the same pattern some unforgotten imprinting of our soul.   Yet tonight as I stand here on the same ledge of forty years ago, I wonder what really has changed, oh there is the…

  • When A Child Dreams

    I would dream summers running through hemlock brush scratches naked calves the moment, lost in its mystique   When we were kids we were ushered out of the house play until you drop play until you drop   We didn’t mind being ushered out we were in our element children of summer   When I…