What Crosses My Mind

  • Curiosity

    Matter that lives suspended, and sways side to side, only a breeze permits. It captures a sound, plays a little melody that a passerby might appreciate or express.  I have this imagination, lets the song have a life. I’ll sit sometimes with coffee, bathing in her relaxing tone, and find that peace of mind. The…

  • Listening to Joan Baez

    She sings a song, and I begin to weep. I want to though, it’s what the music asks. Takes me away, on a journey, somewhere deep in my mind, where everything speaks of being human, learning to live with that we have and that we have not. There’s something beautiful in a voice, a passionate…

  • Writing A Song

    If words might describe a state of mind, put them to melody, listen to them sing. Seems the world revolves around that same tune, all the time, all the wise emotions. Carry the word, find the right rhythm make a fortune, or simply please someone. I’m writing a song, and I want you to listen…

  • The Aftermath

    I visited, again, it was different this time around the waves spoke loud, the temperatures mild, I wondered about the last time, how difficult it might be to recreate what no longer exists. I sat and watched the sunrise, noticed it flicker across the water, enveloping the trees. I couldn’t imagine a prettier site, than…

  • Silent Sky In Moonlight

    Watch silent the sky in the midnight glow. Walk alone in the night, we seem to know. When the stars align would we wish to go. Another place other than here we know. Sixty four years later, now does it show. One time ago, I wouldn’t care to know. A thought keeps unfolding that I…

  • Texting My Death

    I have found parallels these days the manner by which I find I need to compose myself some way in the matter of letters that bind. ~ Seems every time I have a thought triggers in my head will alarm oh wait screams my mind so frought with anxiety, now I fuel the storm. ~…

  • Waking Odyssey

    Whole nature of ego crashing down waking a morning slow choosing frown let go Let go Start to drown eating away confidence though conscious of the crown opening eyes in sunlight, embrace ego ©️ Thom Amundsen 8/2021

  • He Stood On Memory

    Can you sing me a song like they do on the radio? the kind leaves the kids smiling in their beds. Can you sing me a song like they do on the radio? The kind leaves the kids smiling in their beds. ~ I remember when I was only a child in the summertime listening…

  • Last Spoken

    When while every moment of life speaks with the echo of nature, some choose a concrete sentiment. Is it possible to know last words perhaps spill similar sound. ~ I wanted to say every moment meant the exact opposite of what remains, yet, the words, the voice, our own struggle to be the immediate in…

  • A Quiet Run

    I took a jog recently, you know the kind with all the right gear and the temperature seemed ready to suggest this human being is part of the machine. ~ From inside my mind, decidedly I picked a route far too familiar, that place, that region where everyone wants to land and no one takes…