What Crosses My Mind

  • Wide Awake

    What ifs Cross my mind laying down A night sky looms outside wide awake while the world rests comfortably around me. At least that is what insomnia does. I’ll wonder well into the night about those questions no longer needing answers. I will think about mindfulness, letting go of what I can no longer hang…

  • First Moments

    When doubt begins to wonder and all the souls that gather around suddenly want to splinter off, an edgy sort of raw scrape upon our own fragile sanity. ~ We might think we know, protest the moment, rather respond with a reaction that only suggests we are as fucked up as we believe ourselves. ~…

  • A Terrible Week

    I found myself crying a lot this week. I don’t mind a good cry, it can be rather cleansing. However, this emotion I experienced had layers. It had begun early in the weekend, the truth of a sudden turn in my life had reckoned itself to such a degree I felt for the first time…

  • When Wonder Whines

    I sometimes look at the world we live in, and I wonder, is it mine to simply understand or is what there is to believe as complicated as it might seem.   The people I interact with have similar hopes, we all feel certain the goodness in our hearts yet how often have we let…

  • Wonder About Wander

    I wonder, a wander, I wander about in wonder, the formula of finding purpose, while walking into forever.   I wander, a wonder, I wonder about in wander, the essence of a philosophy, while settling inside a routine.   I wonder about why, what is it, causes me to wander, rather than letting my soul…

  • Haiku Pattern

    brief quick respond sweet while inside our hearts do meet tick we solemn greet ~ want happy ending searching for a new something always in yearning ~ simple truths began an early childhood plan never fear the man ~ summer in sunset a beautiful days only regret what is chaos let ~ once in a happy…

  • White Caps Weave

    *** The trance of your cadence is marvelous steady, always climbing silent new walls yet we might hear your cry to recall us a treat to our eyes, with each white cap falls ~ upon rock, mixing soil, leave sign of rife battle internal released in shallow. Long ago mothers recall quiet life with now a…

  • Wanting Love On Purpose

    I want to know why let me play the way I was meant to display my wares, my skills, my what a long time that is, between knowing and wondering. Do we all do this, I mean just wander inside of our dreams, occasionally stepping out to acknowledge the real things that seem to bother,…

  • I

    *** I wonder, when I walk outside, I wander, yet, when I arrive again, I wonder, about all of the usual places, I wander, when then again in the best of a day, I wonder, Always about this eye of mine.

  • Seems Moon Moments

    Seems the moon is full tonight moments of clarity indecisions, fears, apprehensions all one driven by a cycle of attraction. Seems anxiety wants a traveler to join the journey access concern identify worries that stir the mind. The soul is looking, asking for a moment to help decide upon a travail a trail with well,…