What Crosses My Mind

  • The Rain

    Water dripped and tapped a window pane the opaque look of a morning blue. Sitting now in front of a fire crackle, imagining just how short a life we lead. I drew myself closer to the glass that sheltered me from the damp. I wondered about those that might spend their night chilled, and wet…

  • An Autumn Sky

    Oh we do see the autumn of our lives each season holds promise to the wise, ah, to breathe sordid remnants of summer where twilight body bathed in hot slumber   Now to wander in the mind inside a travel on sunsets and rises we felt could unravel. That perseverance such is humanity fierce that…

  • Grey Days

    Beautiful ways. Understand we believe a happiness begins inside our heart. Without that connection, how we perceive the world around us seems less a start, Quite a reality we’d more avoid. Fear is a common ground speaks volumes loud when in a single day we feel that void that stir of anxiety, disallowed by a societal definition.…

  • The Rains Would Stay

    Clouds in their gray mold eery still remained laying heavy in the sky for long hours. The passersby adjusted while it rained travel slow impeded by soft showers. Since the vortex, our weather speaks out loud, sunshine of summer is left far away. When souls awaken expect any cloud shelters and swallows a sun shiny…

  • Wild Skies

    Feel life brisk High pressure settle in Crisp, autumn morning With blasts Draping serious skies Winter’s scorn is upon us all A heaviness basks in air Time now Time asks for preparation Nestling When once we were alone … ~ Quiet morning  sun piques behind Wandering winds Haunting as the settling sky Corrals summer’s eve…