What Crosses My Mind

  • Out of My Head

    We are that little demon who infiltrates your head we second guess will say unless while the world ticks along. Instead of knowing why Instinct suggests it would involve your being wise initiate some newer worry in time our circle wound ~ Leave their lives alone, and wonder about your own, there’s plenty of time to find…

  • In Truth

    For that peace of mind, I do wish only for truth, while the minutes of my life turn to hours shedding days I wonder little about tomorrow, always mindful of today, and drawn to the errors, memories of yesterday. Within our resolve we find strength that ability to know full well the outcome of our…

  • Wants and Screams

    They go together in a stream of angst and approval, lost inside clouds of judgment, we are always alone inside a crowd, you know the faces crimson with desire, cold yet barren when asked how is the day, how are you today, how’s it going, and suddenly the storm begins, the inside swells to a…

  • Happy to Know You

    The other day I saw someone on the street reminded me of when you and I were sweet she smiled and laughed and postured well to his eyes and manner, he felt a quiet swell. I wondered about how these moments work when two people can solidify a single quirk that to the naked eye…

  • Humility

    Our life blood, really is what defines us only if we want to accept our frailty rather than relish upon our success; those opportunities that life’s challenges sometime suppress. Or do we, when caught up in being, ever question that reality, that desire, that drive, that what is it some quest someone yelled to me…

  • Did You Ever Wonder?

    I was wondering Just the other day About that one interaction Today it seems miles away But I do wanna know With a simple reflection Did you ever really understand How you did How you did How you really did break my heart I didn’t know the answer at the time I just reacted as…

  • Hurt

    Funny how it used to be When the pain became unbearable The victim would crawl into bed Bury their soul inside the silken garment Surrounding naked skin Enveloping all of their tears in the quiet womb Of fabric and soft landings ~ We will often create our own grasping arms Of sheltering warmth Those that…

  • Wishing Truths

    I remember moments So clearly its like I could feel you next to me today That time in the car The music playing The song was About you just like everything else was then My everyday Was imagining you Wondering whether we might realize ourselves I was young at heart And only just beginning to…

  • Simple Truths

    We are in constant search of their kind In our everyday travels we find ~ A measure, a notion to confine Our basic need to again define ~ Those simple truths, the layers we thought That help us ascertain who we are we’re naught ~ A given moment of clarity in a stroll Allows us…

  • I Wonder What I Look Like In Your Eyes

    So often I will ask A classroom of students What they see When they Look in a mirror ~ Really, just waking up Breathing Facing a new day Knowing people will look at them But first Who do they notice Standing in front of the glass The eyes connect immediately ~ When does the mind…