What Crosses My Mind

  • When I Was A Child

    I remember I could believe in magical things, the diamonds we cherished in wedding rings On a sunny day, I could imagine I’d see forever when rainbows appeared, I would run until never. ~ When I was a child I recall all of my scary dreams were mysterious inventions of my fears it seems. While happiness,…

  • Human Capacity

    I wonder if our society, matched up against your own, would matter too much, when it came down to simply, sucking air. I mean really having to survive on oxygen to breathe, to speak, to determine just how much our lives, depend upon one another, rather than only ourselves. ~ I am lost when trying…

  • Losing Faith

    When unwrapping the sheer plastic skin surface shield a film we all seem to carry around we only release it when the time is right, we feel safe, compelled to take the next step toward independence from that which confines our resilient human condition ~ How quickly can we rush to the water’s edge, that…

  • Letting Go of Control

    We do so often choose to realize far too late, the consequence of our dreams ~ While stroll sweet surreal in disguise we often relate yet fully unaware of our screams ~ Much later of course when commitment has taken hold we’re left to only wonder alone ~ Were it simpler to define our resentment might…

  • Wanting Peace – Chronology of Hope

    I When I was a child I wondered about Vietnam, couldn’t wait to see the names scroll by the evening news, Walter Conkrite’s lovely sigh would ring in my mind until my later bedtime. ~ I saw the protestors, I lived by their side, I was the kid the one with dreams and hope, everyone…

  • Merry-Go-Round

    We choose, we choose, we walk inside a time bomb, we make our own shadows, we ask for nothing in return if nobody can hear our words. Our pity-party is only our own, always, forever, again, that time we ask for solace, still speaking along that’s when its imperative, understand our selves hold no entitlement.…

  • Rest Awhile

    The man told me, under no circumstance can we live this way. ~ Think about nothing at all, how would it hurt, if for any few minutes of your day, ya just check out, decide not to, figure leave it to later, somebody else. ~ Ever want to stop trying to listen, play, respond to…

  • Truth

    However hidden when did the initial words resonate were it be the initial innocence lost in a wave of deceit. How careful our lives while a sojourn of responsibility defined in the beholder’s eyes, yet, what then of Nature, how might that sacrifice become tantamount in recognition, in spearation in … When the planets align,…

  • If, When Again

    if when while we shop our ploys need as we want suggest we have find a further definition if you ask me I will suggest glance across a simple blanket a nature a product of our lacking involvement. ~ we might include a moment, some call it a needed epiphany long after we could want…

  • Who Do We See?

    The other day shopping at the market, I watched a crowded disorder, wanting food, nourishment, the stuff of champions. We are all always looking, trying to find formulaic happiness. Have a walk and try to look in their eyes, what we see, when paying close attention, while in the grocery store line, a normal place,…