What Crosses My Mind

  • In Harps and Violins

    Where I would like to be when I pass along my legacy, without the notion of morbid reality I would wish to be in a lift an elevation of state of mind you see We are part of this world of constant scrutiny far more lethal it seems in the internal quest toward sanity, than…

  • Do We Lose?

    When we let go, we leave behind a part of ourselves yet I do have to wonder if we ever really lose we certainly sometimes cannot return to the shelves of who we were, yet perhaps we do sing the blues ~ In that frame of mind, a good song can bring me a tear…

  • Wise Repartee

    We like to be right, you and me, yes you, not me, only us, we all seem to never want to agree, instead, we’d like to be right all the time. or do we just want to be ok. A couple of years ago, I fought the urge to be wrong, didn’t wish to ever…

  • watching sunrises

    I do wonder about time, as in the morning sun while nearby the world did bathe in love as one ~ For in just that instant, no matter to any one agenda we might all recognize residence in love’s hacienda. ~ Could you crucify a neighbor who’d lost all of their hope if in the…

  • If I Told You …

    A long time ago I recall I wasn’t so very tall While the world passed me by I felt I might ask ~ Do we all walk around while similarly frowned upon by those the others, ‘Oh if I had my druthers’ ~ I’ve looked for a spaceship traveling alone in silent slip yet the…

  • alone

    this happened, on overwhelming alignment reality patterned by the actions of the mind, I lament. ~ is an energy enough detail to sustain inevitable outcomes thought to entail periodic notions of a fable. ~ for I am kidding when I do jest deep hideous caverns of thought those I’d rather did not rest upon my…

  • Evil Laughter

    “I read the news today oh boy About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well I just had to …” – A Day in the Life (Beatles) Finish my lyrics with torment and greed. Sickened by the lust of power desecrates humanity as an intelligence run amok. Who…

  • Speak Silence

    When the hour will wane, our heart is out of place, when we wish only disdain when logic has no trace we might imagine a different take on the notions ahead, a far greater value at stake than an ego’s reactive head. Can we ever imagine, just a singular reaction, might we step out of…

  • A Rising Fire

    There’s a frightening reality exists around our lives we’d like to believe it isn’t the panic our mind derives. ~ Yet, how else can we explain the mounting tension, the averted eyes, the tarnished world we mention. ~ Would that it mattered our own lives hang in the balance that we imagine we might never…

  • About People

    I wonder sometimes, probably far too much, about people and their reactions to me. Well there’s a starting point to hell, imagining I can figure out just why someone chooses to scrutinize me. There is evidence to suggest without ceremony. the majority, that is us in one line together, we do stand to wonder about…