What Crosses My Mind

  • Blues Journeyman

    He would like to believe that he could, give me the right idea he said, let me sing a little melody, let me believe I would. Just trying to find my groove, I speak to this, and listen to that, I trust my instincts, and we all, we all know about that. ~ I was…

  • Wake Me in the Morning Sunshine

    Will you please let me sleep in a little longer my bones are weary, I’m tired of knowing, just what lies around every corner of my world, the deceit, the hatred, the veiled hypocrisy. I can feel it like I do a chilly autumn breeze in July, you know the sort that suggests the dream…

  • A Reasonable Code

    We live our lives by a reasonable code, that is, if we choose to live by rules, decisions made long before our lives ever mattered. Yet, now today, they seem to, whenever a new day begins, seems we have needs, look each other in the eye, to know that life exists … outside ourselves.

  • All Night Party

    I cannot really complain today, more celebrate, I know that he will continue on, talks about the thrill, even says he will still live on, he’s played to our mind and soul, forever singing the blues, he is on his way now, a peaceful serenade, left back here with us are the memories. There will…

  • My Bluesy Sunrise

    I was looking for that trigger, that motion, that inspiration, that somehow would let me again, I wanted to again and again, I wanted to play my keyboard, like the ivories that evade me, my fingertips in a rather svelte state of mind, wanting to tap the notions, let me unwind, allow my senses to…

  • The Blues as I Am

    I want to know one thing I want to know what it means to feel alright see I can’t really determine what merits being less uptight. Seems I live in a world that is slipping past me, every time I get a step ahead, the world seems already there. I’d like to be able to…

  • A Day’s Decline

    They arrive, whenever I decide, I will let them wander, let them inside. There are those days, when I want to incline my mind, to only decide, to unwind, With the rhythm of song it lets me lets me try to tell you my story, about a present need to decide, to unwind. There are…

  • Ode to Holiday Blues – A Sonnet

    Oh, when the pressure is on to be on we wake into mornings of indecision. Wondrous life are we being put upon imagining peace to be our passion. So many hearts and souls to care about, where are new lines drawn, below or above for ’tis the season to offer devout compassion for those eyes that…

  • Finding Peace

    We remain undefined as lives evolve slow methodical paths … She has a mechanical outlook allows the world to travel around her without ever interfering,stepping inside her own personal concept of happy. ~ He seeks an ultimate response to constant questions that remain in  mind with every day each waking hour wondering just how the…

  • Stumbling Blocks

    When in that moment I feel your pain, I always want to forget, I want to ignore your pain, hoping it might go away, with your tears, go away from me today. ~ I want to bring you back to me though, every time I see your eyes, any time I hear your gasps, that…