What Crosses My Mind

  • Sights in a Small Town Cafe

    I watched the lines continue to grow, all wanting, waiting, wishing, yet I never knew the latter, especially by expression, I only managed to maybe gather, their reasons to be seemed rather the same as mine and yours.   Not your typical cafe I might add, the people wanting much more, than the usual scenario…

  • Nine Line Parallels (part 4)

    Years passed in memory, a fond recall, this did occur we are convinced by the manner where we see the leaves fall inside a splendid cover did she stand in a white cascade almost too surreal in soft illuminate tones (part 4)

  • Nine Line Parallels

    I do wonder, often a twilight leaves me compelled, yet all too quickly, a notion, a curiosity, then distraction settles in with little notice, my universe speaks aloud again, suffusing energy, until desire wanders in lower tones.