What Crosses My Mind

  • Solace Undefined

    One of my favorite words might be overused, less important to you even if spoken in the nature of you. Could we ever really give final definition to the thoughts we realize are sometimes a notion in our mind. I would sit here all day long only to offer her a moment of quiet peace…

  • Changing Paths – I Still Do

    We all know what we believe in the moment as we breathe the air around us would our lives begin to rush beyond the truth of what is love, what lays within our heart, how does the soul feel sweet reckoning. ~ I have experience in the truth of changing paths listened to fear tried…

  • I Remember Reading

    If you think about someone, they are a reflection of your life, this person. She compels you to imagine their well-being, sweet her Grace of compassion you discovered glancing in her eyes. ~ I read a book about love, two people so swept by one another’s sensuality that no one else could intercede their own…

  • When a Picture Would Speak

    A space just waits for you wherever he might be his eyes could speak to you remember when we both knew our lives would matter. I wanted to have a forever if only our imagination would someway live our truths. If any way could be enough to speak to love without all of the consuming…

  • Wanting the fog to lift

    His body had grown tired, waking to a daily chore wanting only to be admired, not this brooding bore. ~ He would bed himself at night soak the linens in tear wondering if ever she might understand his only fear. ~ Upon waking in the morning, the sunlight at his gaze wouldn’t be long a…

  • Wants and Needs

    So much do I, but then it sems and then they always tell me that, what other reason could there be, beyond the normalcy of our lives. I was walking toward the exit one day, no one behind or ahead of me, could just as well have disappeared and then I realized it doesn’t matter…

  • Three Lives

    If we could shape our world those lives we learned we might, imagined we could, promised we would all three blends of a sensuality cascading our mind like a summer rain sweet, scented, soaking serendipity. Three lives if we could shape desire and promise might we all understand we can overwhelm the mystique … our…

  • How Do We Measure Love

    When so many songs on the airwaves speak of love lost found in the quietest regions of our mind, shared love remember love let only our silence remind us all what love might be. ~ Tonight I would think about her in the softest light to see the gleam in her eyes evening stars would…

  • Once Cried Love

    Yes Inside a dream Could I tear Moments flash my eyes Next morning Sunlight shatter solace Imagery would fade slow Spirit being parting ways For now Just, for now Tomorrow will start again Well, night sky When I could seek Sweet is the moment. ©️ Thom Amundsen 6/2021

  • Waking to Love

    Sweet remedy a kindness draws eyes a wander inside foggy interior. ~ While each passing hour holds promise asks empathy an immediate proposal may suggest in heart sweet peace of mind. ~ Morning sunlight will create shadow that will ask a conscious need to step in guide a soul lost inside a societal nightmare. ~…