What Crosses My Mind

  • What I Want

    What I want is certainly that which I cannot have though I think that true of everyone including the stars in the sky, hanging in the balance always in a shine, wondering just where everyone else lies. What I want is to understand the purpose of knowing just that outlet whereby my satisfaction becomes immediate…

  • Twilight’s Reckoning

    looked outside when the skies cleared was wondering if I might see what I was looking for today, if it might be any different distinguishing another day, another time perhaps, when my purpose stood before me. When you spend some time looking at the starlit sky, waiting for the fall, can’t help realize there’s far…

  • Twilight Speaks

    I wait for these moments, clearly, when some how I begin, there isn’t a way to describe the need for expression to find an outlet that feels right, feels just almost like a fine thread being needled through a canvas, an artist’s sketch, a Van Gogh perhaps in the mind of that person creates the…

  • County Fairs and Conversations

    Everyone there, all of the local talent stepping toward, around, nearby each other, even her while he noticed, and they wondered about him, each one wanting to know the other, yet all of them imagining each other, all together, standing on bales of hay, with hellos, sharp tongue, until later in the night, began their…

  • Stars Outside

    Formations are the same in the evening sky, Wherever I glance I can be next to you again, Miles away yet I am still wanting to be with you, Not as much in the physical sense as intellectual. I want you to help me to solve some riddles, And it seems likely well especially now,…

  • When Just A Child

    I could dream, look out over an open landscape, let my mind travel to somewhere, I couldn’t see, but I felt it, deep in my bones, I’d look to the sky, hope it might be there, appear, always returning eventually, when my name I might hear, a song on the radio, would always bring me…

  • Stand Still

    Watch the skies move above crystal clear summer night each star with a story making connections to a childhood, an adulthood, that should suffice our need. Yet, we wander wanting more from the sky this permanence of delightful clusters a white streak across our night allows us to imagine something much greater than ourselves. Then…

  • The Rains Would Stay

    Clouds in their gray mold eery still remained laying heavy in the sky for long hours. The passersby adjusted while it rained travel slow impeded by soft showers. Since the vortex, our weather speaks out loud, sunshine of summer is left far away. When souls awaken expect any cloud shelters and swallows a sun shiny…

  • Car Ride Speak the Blues

    I was riding home with you that day And I wondered about the stars Looking out the window waiting away For something to appear from afar That was a state I can recall When reflecting on traveling With him and her and a wall Just hoping just always wond’ring What is out there that I’m…

  • Last Night Echoes

    With all due respect I value your love and time I realize you have come to expect Passions jump at the drop of a dime ~ There are many avenues We seem to recognize But no one ever views The perfect storm as wise ~ I was thinking that last night When the stars were…