What Crosses My Mind

  • On Bowling Green, Sweden and Massacres

      I read in the news today they’re rioting in Stockholm, days later, days beyond the triumphant ballast of an egomaniac struggling with air time, community, credibility, condescension, cowardice.   I suggested to a friend, ‘perhaps this is the plan’ that the idea was fed to the giant orange, and he spoke too soon, he…

  • “Homegrown Extremism”

    “Homegrown Extremism” – President Obama Really, it is difficult to argue a more stable and consistent response to a tragedy that confuses and impacts our lives as a nation. We did or did not know people directly. We did respond with our own theories and convictions of the reason for this tragedy. We were not…

  • Clowns Among Children

    We are a sad face To listen to our squeal We can never erase Such a psychotic wheel ~ They play their stupid games Each one cruel as another Doesn’t matter their aims Just a hypocritical bother. ~ I wonder what they imagine when fear is a constant knock Across the pond the whine of…

  • Check Your Need

    Check your nails, primp your hair, fix your tie, pull that food out of your teeth, people die ~ Meet the boss, play the silly fool, smile to your strangers walking by, be sure we all can see your eyes, people die ~ plan your life, hug your animal frolic in the springtime air, plant…

  • Haven’t Heard

    I listened only long enough to fear, the easiest emotion, that moment when suddenly confusion, our lives, becomes less about being in control, far more about wanting to run away. I want that, more than anything else in the world, I don’t want to be there when it happens. I don’t desire definition. Whether we…

  • If We Could Choose

    Smoke wafted across a city horizon, this was anywhere you decided to glance a balmy November morning, no different than the day before. Except today we wonder we are curious within the scope of an hour if our world will turn upside down. Or will that remain the accentuated day somewhere else, far away from everything…

  • An Upsetting Time

    Stunned, a brief awareness, then disbelief, then horrific, ugly, insane realization. My people, your people, we people, all of us trying to breathe. We are told to ‘look the other way’ in a manner of speaking only because we still have compassion. We are asked to pass judgment upon soul driven desire across the divide…

  • The Message of Camelot and high school theatre

    Today, I am reflective. This weekend our students performed Camelot on the Shakopee High School stage. This is a show that has been with me since as a child, my mother brought me to see my first production in Wausau, WI as our neighbor was performing in the ensemble. I remember being immediately drawn to…

  • The Next Day (Why Paris?)

    When sun arose to widen sleepy eyelid A calm begun soon turned memory horrific We wake shadowed in darkness, a slow embrace Shattered dreams begun inside stranger despair. The news however distorted cannot rid Crying heart, confused eyes, reality’s prolific Mastery of human nature’s fallible race. Once thrive her eyes this morning lacking air. No…

  • I Won’t Stop Listening

    If only because, I want to make a point, I want to suggest, I want to indicate, I want to somehow reach your eyes, I won’t be able to have you hear me, yet, somehow, we can be in the same room, by virtue of the words we think, we might imagine. ~ The same…