What Crosses My Mind

  • (19,60,3)

    When I was four the world changed around me, my family I was only just learning to love devastated by the national news. The musty den in our home is my memory, laying on the stale carpet, didn’t need a chair, I was the kid, with my family all together in tears watching Walter Cronkite…

  • While Away

    What I knew, at least what you told me while glancing your eyes across the horizon, a small plane ascending over the hill, and you’d duck your head while driving the mail to the post office. We had our ritual Sunday nights, nothing unusual, just a drive to drop off your bookwork. The part that…

  • When Hope takes Holiday

    The park seemed so attainable, safe, reachable, nothing sharp, or piercing, only the equipment that satisfied my eyes, always, morning through night, hours of fun she said, and insisted, and prayed that I might, then understand. ~ Before the storms arrived, I knew my ground, wished for fairy tale dreams, while searching the skies as…

  • Young Man Eyes

    When then there was glory I read those words in books saw pictures of all of them all of the men that ‘sacrificed their lives’ for the common good for liberty and justice peace. These are the words I read the pictures I was given to look at. Funny, when I remember the protests, people…