What Crosses My Mind

  • A Morning Notion

    Begin in sunlit sky beguiler day The same result might be impossible. We wander in mind to discover way Breathe positivity remarkable. ~ In life to know in peace delightful air Think heartfelt, soulful, suggest promotion. Find fortune inside sweet beautiful fare Solidify choice inside elation. ~ What hold will truth create family love Universals…

  • These are the people I remember

    I listen to a certain melody to bring me somewhere, need to step out of where I am, perhaps an escape, one might call it a sojourn, only works when I can find my right rhythm, my beat, my way of departing from my real place, into that world of imagination. I use music to…

  • Whisper Wild Words

    When everything seems to wane we tend to circle our wagons we tend to issues that matter we tend to run with the masses whenever it seems our lives matter. ~ What happens while we forget, how many miles of open ground do we cover how many miles of indecision do we wander how many…

  • Chosen Fog

    A certain peace a shallow view misty rain waits under a cloud of misconception Unless of course we walk right through. The bold imagination a stark contrast to indecision truly a wonder it might be to wallow in the atmospheric velvet of a morning sunlight just beyond our reach. ~ Play in the mud, feel…

  • State of Mind

    Well it seems rather simple when we look it square in the eye, you’re either thinking racist thoughts or your not, it seems like it ought to be that simple in our world today, yet, we now have to include state of mind. ~ We used to get away with recognizing hatred as evil, a…

  • Letting the Blues Speak

    Sometimes I stare at a blank wall, I mean I really do, could actually describe the texture, cold and sort of metallic gray with a never ending mass, invisible to the eye, your eyes of course. Those of you that walk around me, seem able to walk right through, and when on the other side,…

  • Sadness Play Reality

    The ache is real, unspeakable at times, only once do I recall, I felt ok and able to deal with mild scrutiny. . I wonder who the speaker is today, when in a fast few, the imagination is able to slowly sway toward oblivion. . I began to know one afternoon, when suddenly my emotions…

  • When Last We Spoke

    The same words exchanged, the promises, the absolutes, the possibles the acrimonious, the … we smiled and stepped away, and then it occurred, that pit in the stomach sort of thing, that piece of my psyche suggests did I, or could she, or might he, really follow through on, what I said too much. Or…

  • Laughter, Please

    When I glance I want to see smiles, no matter the time of day, to see happiness can go on for miles there’s really no other way, to describe how vital our lives can be, and how quickly drained we might become if unable to see, the beauty maintained in a pretty reflection of who…

  • Take a Ride With Me

    If I could let you inside my mind, I wonder what the takeaway might be, the angst, the buried treasure of resentment, or if we walked a little further could you discover, the source to my resentments. Oh, don’t worry yourself too far along that crumbling road of indecision and fabricated concrete, the kind that…