What Crosses My Mind

  • Silence

    In the woods I met her As winds blew night’s melody, the sky’s narrowing light spoke. In this place would I be heard. Even breathing happens alone, Waiting upon sounds around me. Yet I could feel her near me. Her seductive nature before fear. I waited then for the moonrise, Then shadows would move me…

  • Seeking A Kindness in Minneapolis

    A fresh snow is falling Leaving layers of peace, Letting it cover the grief, The fear that lines our streets. Underneath is a pink haze, A symbol of lost freedoms.  People walk slowly, carefully, Now hiding cells and whistles. A fear has overcome the city, And leadership is pandering, Reactions remain alone. I’ll watch the…

  • Community

    People are crying out loud tonight, seems our city really is under fire. These are not just senseless, trivial accusations anymore. The skies are blue and hazy with tension. That greatest fear is screaming chaos. Last week the horrors really began in our city. Our winter wonderland is bleeding out of control. Our lives now…

  • An Absence

    While everywhere around me seems a chaotic journey. I can’t help thinking that somehow I might lose my way. We all seem to be climbing this long ladder of despair. Each rung representing a hurdle. I feel like I honestly walk around in a daze, realizing everything true, is happening around me. I wake up…

  • Silent Norms

    We are waiting now together, our world is turned on its side. We wake each morning afraid, our neighbors, our workers, all reaching today for what is ours. Lives seem only to matter less, a veil of hate and death screams. It’s now deep inside, an internal fire with prayer, a kindness.

  • A Stolen Life

    Struggling to make this whole thing feel okay.  News we depend upon,  many different faces.  In each other’s sentiment,  a victim lays dead.  Kids are carrying banners that bleed,  a request for justice in the eyes of a child.  – I’m an old man,  I don’t know how to react.  I’m an angry old man.…

  • Passion

    I wanted to grow old with you, but I didn’t know what that would mean. As days would accumulate, I wondered how long we’d forgotten.  An energy embodies lovers, sometimes it’s really hard to measure. The years take flight too fast, couldn’t catch up beyond the errors. Everywhere I turned I failed, only to find…

  • I Feel Fear

    I saw it, reviewed it and I fell apart, the symbols were evident and stark. All day I wondered how I’d react, came home, turned on the news and immediately felt at fault, felt like I was glorifying her death, because of the horrific Hollywood replay. Truth is she was only trying to live her…

  • Traffic

    I like a steady pattern, lighting up the night. We’re all aiming together oblivious of each other. As long as we’re okay, that’s how we travel. Passing each other by, always on the alert. Another night on the highway.

  • Shells

    Inside is a luxurious tactile shelter where we all might wish to be. Sometimes attainable in a dream, quite out loud in our sitting room. Where we know that the outside contains all the misconceptions  and thrills at the same time. Our space inside doesn’t tighten, it is in the mystique of a gift we…