What Crosses My Mind

  • Friends Will Reach

    I have had a few tough days. It is funny how quickly I can sometimes fall into what my mother would often call a low when her diabetes was out of balance. My lows aren’t the result of diabetes, not by any stretch. But I do have them, and I sometimes wish they didn’t exist…

  • Soft Echo

    I have listened for years Laying up on the ground Each time was a new reminder I would never really be found. I have thought this reality Most unusual is my sanity Potentially even ground As dove song listen sounds I remember my own sense of nothing I knew forever I could be found

  • A Positive Trust

    We walked alone inside a dream there was always the moon in the sky kept an eye on every internal scream forever we were we might not deny.   I walked outside alone tonight, looked up and there it was looming awaiting someone romantic might wish the beauty of life becoming.   The nature of…

  • A Fallen Storm

    The winds outside speak with a low tone. Might circle my mind bring me inside their own gale force. This act of nature seems necessary to help all of us to understand life, lives, our own … As fragile as the leaves dead in the fall tossed randomly through the air still holding – hoping…

  • Finding Streams

    Go home and write a page tonight Let that page come out of you – then it will be true                      -Langston Hughes I ask them all to do it, my students wide eyed or sleepy take these words and let them become yours, tell us…

  • Letting Words Become Our Own

    Have lost the day of the week, my pen is dry of ink, for the pattern of time did dissipate and all mention of passion did deteriorate.   In a wild search, looking everywhere around us, in our dreams, daily routines, a hot summer day, a cold bitter frost, every occasion that man somehow seems…

  • Finding One Door

    This matter of doors, talked about in quiet rooms, where two people, maybe four, three could openly speak closing doors, reasons why, open doors, easily cry for there is some certain avenue allows us all to find our way, if we choose to be the person we might want to speak someday.   I remember…

  • Distance Learning

    So, I imagined this happening, the wave of the virus, would shut us down, remove our access to the classroom.   A part of me appreciated the break, I could still with students, have a dialogue in the distance, never contemplated the reality.   Then the news, the overbearing sentence of every teacher, every student,…

  • A Home Alone

    Off in the distance Quiet memory took place Closing door is chance

  • An Unconditional Prelude

    We stood and watched, heard about a couple of planes ascending into the atmosphere above and beyond a toxic city.   We wondered aloud, thought oh my, such a tragedy, imagined only a particular moment, far beyond our backyard, we don’t even need a fence, so convenient, so far away.   We began to stare…