What Crosses My Mind

  • Philando Castile

    I recently told a friend of mine I have sometime wished I was black, and as the words left my mouth, the expression on his face indicated to me he was immediately offended. I knew I’d made a horrific presumption, and felt compelled to find him a little later on to continue our dialogue.  I…

  • 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…

  • Whisper Peace

    pray whisper please awaken piece acknowledge pleas together peace

  • Sad Lives

    These are the strangers, we pass them by, and teach the children, while they are still sequestered to hold our hand, please never speak to the strangers, yet, while we stroll by, look and stare, and judge and define, like mom and dad, so that when you grow older, you won’t nearly have the same…

  • Wanting Peace – Chronology of Hope

    I When I was a child I wondered about Vietnam, couldn’t wait to see the names scroll by the evening news, Walter Conkrite’s lovely sigh would ring in my mind until my later bedtime. ~ I saw the protestors, I lived by their side, I was the kid the one with dreams and hope, everyone…

  • Fourteen Years

    Hard to imagine just yesterday, and no days further. I could stand here and pretend this whole thing away, but somewhere, my deep conscience, my soul is rattled, I cannot imagine knowing anything today, without memory, without a glass mausoleum in my eyes, I cannot go forward, and not recall the day, my life changed…

  • When First I Knew

    The disbelief Torrid Tuesday, a child’s eye suggest a fathom when gods spoke aloud cloud secured chasms A city of life in ashes, a populace helpless, frightened, alone, confused amongst milions, the very people kept us all safe. Today the skyline burned when truly hell drove the world mercilous concrete fires burned bodies lost souls…

  • Morning Fall in Haiku

    leaves Whisper loud the breeze will carry our soul no tear allowed ~ hazy morning sunrise stream in quiet Whisper notice good to be wise ~ simple flower fold to time I Whisper grateful will I be thought old ~ cover my release when sky chills seasonal autumn Whisper sweet my peace

  • I Can See

    Which one are you in the midst of time, a clever rendezvous in life’s sweet climb. ~ Perhaps you held the key to love all along the rest being shelled, wanting to belong. ~ I watched a moment twenty years ago today that’s what you meant, acting in that plaintive way. ~ If we could…

  • Rage

    An internal fire Sometimes when released Makes the morning paper Elsewhere it just may not exist. Or at least We try to keep it hidden, Although for some it is a ritual Sadly, the evil is forced upon their soul Such evidence, So often directed Their bodies become immune Anticipating the next blow, Sustaining all…