What Crosses My Mind

  • Shells

    Inside is a luxurious tactile shelter where we all might wish to be. Sometimes attainable in a dream, quite out loud in our sitting room. Where we know that the outside contains all the misconceptions  and thrills at the same time. Our space inside doesn’t tighten, it is in the mystique of a gift we…

  • The Rain

    Water dripped and tapped a window pane the opaque look of a morning blue. Sitting now in front of a fire crackle, imagining just how short a life we lead. I drew myself closer to the glass that sheltered me from the damp. I wondered about those that might spend their night chilled, and wet…

  • Late In The Morning

    It’s really late, it took me this long to decide to try to write my state of mind. We have a holiday fast approaching this week, and society is marooned by this awful Covid 19 virus. We have all made adjustments, trying to understand and convince ourselves that this is temporary. I wonder how my…

  • Look Closely If You Can

    At a quick glance we might call sweet shelter the homes hold hope and prayer and a safety for everyone inside, security the temps suggest a different manner.   Across the city another enclave of soul seeker human condition airs indifference as a blizzard ensnares their grip on surviving a city cave.   Two worlds…

  • As Time Passes

    There is the recall, an eccentric reality, the laughter in smiles, that lovely sort of memory. There is the time, when a quick glance meant a new friendship, unknown minutes earlier, the human condition acceptance. There is the possibility, when all of our quiet contemplation in a sudden turn of events, came true, further beyond…

  • Letting Me Inside

    I would like to crawl into a hole, more spacious and large, yet unbeknownst to anyone, my own favorite shelter, a place where all around I might glance into a certain light, that only directed me toward an epiphany, perhaps a daily meditation surrounds my mind. I would want peace.

  • This Morning

    I woke up to find the door to my home is open, outside the temperature was below zero, I walked through my family room and stepped off the carpet to stand on my freshly polished wood floor, to shut the door. I suggested to a family member, ‘Would you please, shut the ‘front’ door?’ ~…

  • The News

    The rains came today Amidst news of government shutdowns. In a mid-town café All the faces held practiced frowns, Voices lingered, High pitched with banters pledged “Well I figured,” Shouted a nearby man on the edge. When the skies lit up There wasn’t any discussion of reprieve. I could reach for my cup Of java…