What Crosses My Mind

  • Dreams Scream

    Oh to be lost inside a dream, to not awaken, to live inside its stream, to be less spoken. For there is a journey then, languishing in the story, when then we wonder when, we might this mystery. Well one moment feel secure, another takes a dive, such a travel is obscure our reality feel…

  • What is Inside My Mind

    Oh the trials and tribulations to offer little poignancy to the broader scope of the world. Yet, what’s inside, ticks, that part of why, the wicked and the resolute together finding a stream silent in the wood like a flowing dream the sounds and scapes give solitude. Some of my best stuff occurred when she…