What Crosses My Mind

  • Civilized Agony

    Tears are real, though hidden, repressed, we really don’t reveal fires inside, we can’t allow others inanimate reasons to hold court in the presence of others. When alone, that ability to cry out loud delights the mind, while sitting alone without audience tears will flow free and yet if we reveal a sob, a gasp,…

  • Walking Path

    We walk rather than run to remain calm, save energy, to let those outside our world recognize our own responsibility to shadow peace. Yet when on occasion I see a path ahead, I’d like to run as fast, perhaps like the gazelle who runs away looking afraid of his own shadow, only likely afraid of…

  • Stand Firm; Lessons Learned

    We are an entitled society yes we are, we’ve been told, acknowledged, been forced to accept our need for … validation and anyone gets in my way I will mow you down in a heartbeat and bury your soul in the ashes. Oh, did I say that again there is a familiar ring, a calling,…

  • Part of You

    I am a part of you, if you let me, I exist because of you, because you let me, and now it is time to say good-bye to old ideas, to former complements, to suggest we move on and better understand, our lives are meant for growing. ~ When I feel like I do I…

  • Nightly Reverence – A Sonnet

    When while a day goes quietly the nigh soft hearts may ponder a delicate noon- time pleasure. That is the moment inside a dream slow to respond, yet urgency calls upon a name to satisfy sweet melody, a caress, play, we digress. For when might anyone ask forgiveness upon simple words, golden, a sparkle of…

  • Crossing Paths – Haiku

    ~ When do we know now after all the love and hope did our paths just cross ~ I thought I found you Is it the right thing to do selfish destiny ~ the map pointed clear I was looking at your world now the pages change ~ letters were written a time of peace…

  • We Do

    Look outside ourselves often using information to help defend the easy route. Though there are those certainly content satisfied without needing to validate themselves when they stand next to another there seems a disconnect one stands with confidence the other envies certainly confidence. When our society begins to respond to one another in a genuine…

  • Inner Thoughts on a Stoop

      I talk to my dad once in awhile, outside I watch the moon rise. I can feel the chill of the stars beguile my need to figure out, to realize just who I am and why I seem this way. I wonder sometimes if he is chuckling oh that boy, his ideas always seem…

  • Wandering Souls -prose-

    The other day when I wrote I was upset about the circumstances of a loss of human life, one that would be thought of as too soon. Some might call it a waste of a good life. I remember hearing a colleague, a person I consider a friend, even though they might not value that…

  • How Do We Know?

    And then I began to wonder How simple the term might be I asked for a quick definition Only to discover that deep under My own selfish insecurities Lied a measure of trepidation ~ When we examine the real passive Nature of human interactions while Giving ourselves to the status quo There comes a time…