What Crosses My Mind

  • A Fallen Storm

    The winds outside speak with a low tone. Might circle my mind bring me inside their own gale force. This act of nature seems necessary to help all of us to understand life, lives, our own … As fragile as the leaves dead in the fall tossed randomly through the air still holding – hoping…

  • Isolated Storm Clouds

    See them and imagine the future, an ominous purple haze of opportunity, for it is the chaos of our lives, allows change to overcome the static.   Seek a society of forgiveness, the travels of pain sometime hidden, yet the exposure to the elements often a truly ominous test resilient.   When washed ashore in…

  • We Can See Life Together

    *** storms in sight suggest we can believe together is love *** (inspired by my friend dancingechoes photography)

  • The Storm Outside

    If when our hearts were sudden to be known A storm awaits always that certain tone Realize wherewith lives a comfort zone. Remind us within serene starry sky Moments when sudden spirit may shriek why Weather the storm in Her protective eye. A societal ill might suggest retreat If when we willing regard own defeat, that screams…

  • Panic Storms

    the sky will not shake its grey clouds seems a terrible reckoning standing in the yard watching the arc gradually move knowing the danger exists yet, not understanding how to move. inside the hours of a day, a storm can pass through with a wreckage profound to our eyes. much like that fury, relentless in…

  • Storm Slumber Sonnet

    That cacophony of sound rattles glass shaking our soul in thunderous appeal we are in awe of Nature’s own upper class manner toward ruling human surreal. Sleeping soundly and a crack of heaven stirs our mind to rest as a flash ignites with our eyes closed we will quiet listen knowing our lives are in…