What Crosses My Mind

  • Knowing Outcomes

    What if, when we get there while we watch with eager anticipation, suddenly somewhere around our actuality comes screaming naturally realistic decisive storms correct my conclusive ambivalent apathy. Seeking nirvana now seems passe perhaps without regard for our own sanity … if.

  • `The Decay of a Day

    In a methodical mess of time, our world has been defined, by hypocrisy, or idiocy, or lunacy, or whichever descriptive horror, travesty, diminished capacity, we might choose to operate from. The ticking of a clock began our morning, from federal sacrifice to teacher ignorance, our society believes, we can will away all the misery, our…

  • First Blood

    Did you feel it, that first moment when you did commit to having to relent. Were there eyes upon you, while inside your brain, you couldn’t let the view the insecurities that remain. If when at the starting gate, whether a crowded plaza spoke, or a gathering point too late, will you ever be allowed…

  • Tuesday Afternoon Lives

    I was with the Moody Blues the other evening, my apartment, a place I could create my own dreams, I listened to their soul speaking to my fear, they could soothe my mind, allow me so near the places I really wanted to be, where we could all be together, with our idiosyncratic notions, without…

  • Defining Depression

    She walked in the room after a trying day, he wanted to listen to what she might say. ~ She couldn’t speak beyond looking his way, he thought, alright, it will be this sort of day ~ She wants to feel as if everything will be okay, he knows deep inside her heart breathes dismay ~…

  • Frayed Ends

    We all have them, depends on a sunny day, how well we can tuck away our personal tragedy, or bold success. Matters really the arena we decidedly turn to, or need, perhaps want to listen, to see, to recognize who we might want to be at the moment. ~ There are too many days when a…

  • Torment Me More

    I was just beginning to relax, hadn’t found a need to react steered my way clear of facts wanting less reason to act ~ Yet you keep hammering home reality tv’s quest to comb through society’s ugly injustice to leave me in constant notice ~ of our garbage world of hate and crime that rips…

  • The Green Light

    In a well known novel, there’s a man that waits on the shoreline, watching in a hopeful stance. When anyone comes nearby, he too will disappear into the night. If he walks outside tonight, strolls the neighborhood, while curtains drawn lives become private, what thoughts will fill his mind, as the stars create music above.…

  • To Write a Wrong

    Clever we are given allowance with our word an opportunity to state simply the absurd. ~ Yet today with vast swift lines of hyper-space so often our word becomes a shadowed face. ~ We slap one another gladly with the aim of syntax always apparent, forever feeling no hidden tax ~ Unlike some childhood when…

  • Seeking Truths

    Walk with me this fine summer day, Let me understand just what this way of sharing ideals and complementing life can do to end the plight of immoral strife. We live in the land for freedom for everyone yet look outside and see how many haven’t one no singular feats to suggest an enterprise may…