What Crosses My Mind

  • School Doors Knocking

    I can hear the sound at night, the clasp when the handle shakes as the door slams shut. This is not an offensive sound, simply the mechanics of the entry to my classroom. Tonight, while I lay in bed, having usurped the beauty of summer’s heat, my head is gradually shifting, a knowing, necessary accentuate…

  • Summer is Now a Reflection

    I came to realize her days are numbered the scent of blossom begins to wane, slowly drawn toward eventual harvest, night skies begin to shift our eyes upon constellate cooler streams of light to suggest her time has come. ~ In evening breeze we listen clear the melody of a cricket greeting Nature’s compelling stronghold…

  • Sweet Summer Rose

    When now the time is upon our eyes, the days of sweet summer beckon a certain rose twirled inside blue skies, I feel a wonderful breeze I’d reckon. ~ When children run the streets so free, to live another day in happiness we take for granted our lives might be alive with very little duress.…

  • Over Again

    It is, finality, finale, done, once again, this design, the cycle of purpose, the rite of passage, that notion of forever, suddenly swept away, in the throes of exhilarating release … Well for some the time has arrived, when new adventures become responsible direction. or there is always the opportunity to seek misguided futures. Perhaps…

  • Sunlight Speaks

    Happy are days your rays begin to speak warming Mother Earth with high energy We delight now to sermon elegy toward that polar vortex; nasty bleak arctic moments driving us quite insane. guests of your radiance, soothing the dark icy depths that test our mettle, temps now spark the cold distant memory. we remain resilient, passionate, imperfect;…

  • Summer Notions

    I stood soaking in the rain last night Weeks of that dry relentless sunlight Baking our naked soul, hot tarred street Bodies over tanned, burned by the heat ~ The apartment feeling summer’s wrath Long, windless, aching for some draught Scorching relationships, angst abound I hadn’t known quite how I’d be found ~ Last night…