What Crosses My Mind

  • Writer’s Block

    Well, its reality has arrived. I struggle to find something to write about. I know there are a bevy of topics just waiting to be explored, yet I’d rather sit in a stupor looking at a blank page. When I teach students, I will often direct them to pull out a piece of paper or…

  • Walking Upon Time

    A reflection spoke prophetic synapse unwind while the world in mechanical fashion carried on, carried on inside the mind sweet redemption await for years of burden.   If we could match our inside with the now would it be easier in a balance could  heart remind background our vision, sad eyes, might forever shine.  …

  • Walking Outside

    Pay attention to surroundings the world in concrete dustings we wear the right shoes they’ll comfort the blues make a long day seem rather sweet in an odd sort of flavor of calling the shots in a mid-day conference where decides the way.   Welcome the summer air fresh from last night’s rain, a thresh…

  • Are You Ok?

    How do you ask Why do you ask Well, I’m alright yeah, I am.   We cannot predict this stuff nod your head show affirmation let the tears come think about … children nearby … grown adults they’re watching you, loving you, thanking you.   Everyone in the room is grateful within the tears, they…

  • We Spoke of Clouds

    Ours were lofty plans no one ever understood that really was the plan ~ soft sunsets in woods we lay in one another’s arms playing with our moods ~ looking in her eyes seeing clouds in satin skies long before any lies ~ nature left us bare with little consequence – love dance within my…

  • I Did

    In that moment, when truth began to tease the reality of fantasy, did the world continue with lovely effort – the sort of delight that gives breeze to sated doldrum. ~ Simple to see, we might suggest one wintry evening, we knew why the cold snap, icy chills upon naked cheeks, did indicate a living…

  • Fan Duel & Draft Kings – Gambling Facade

    I love the game of football. I used to play fantasy football many years ago. Back then, it was fun to put together a team with your friends and see who might outdo the next guy or girl in the league. Back then, we only threw a couple of dollars into a pot, and there…

  • When Pain Is Real

    No longer is a possibility an afterthought No deeper can our hearts be further fraught No more, no more, We cannot circumvent our cursory passion. ~ When pain is real, oft consequence the lesser Paralytic feature while truths shield the confessor The breathing banter Escapes with certainty, a frightening fashion. ~ While judgment acts svelte in…

  • When People Do Depart

    Years ago, with a stamp and a leap of faith, I would begin my wait, until one sunny afternoon, I would see the delivery, always hoping you might be there, to say hello, ~ So often as the gravel chimed my feet, I would hear your voice again, through the words on paper, a parchment…

  • Cautious Eloquence

    Choose your words with care, recognize a world lies before us all, each one as wanton as the next for that valuable record. ~ I wonder if it is so chosen that we cross paths reasons ignite our ideals, suddenly words reign down, ~ eye contact becomes vague, our world’s collide, in the utterance of…