What Crosses My Mind

  • 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

  • Wanting to Listen

    Standing alone damp concrete was like my ear finding center if only could I hear a word a sweet memory a recall somehow now some way buried in that sea of indecision. ~ If when I close my eyes I see her standing there in the shadows of a booth miles away close enough to…

  • Quiet Stream

    Water ripples upon sun baked rocks glints of morning light play music the eyes of summertime. ~ If my line can land just beyond above the current a soft settle might then I borrow from the pools a master swimmer lights my reel. ~ A fisherman’s catch not a single appeal, those small boulders like…

  • The Reason We Dream

    I used to believe we could go on forever, that afternoon in the park when he drew his graphite vision the first holocraft on a hot sunny day the three of us in Memorial park looking up in the sky with awe, one of us with the bong in our hands another – a slow…

  • Wander Away At 60

    I wonder sometimes, the rains outside no different than they ever can be, paint the ground with symbolic elements of nature, if we could all just walk away hang out in the woods, stay alone away from carrying on misinterpretations of what it is we might have once realized and then, well the time, watch…

  • These Are Our Days

    We know them no filter moments side swept rains tease snow feel moisture on naked socks walking the dog a midnight rendezvous perhaps routine to some yet tonight, today, last year that calendar date might, may, will, has, did, does always, wants forever a return. Remember once quiet impassioned plea. I will always be here,…

  • Finding A Ledge

    Oh, I remember standing in a safe distance watching them play the risk to the edge, wondering of the five there, two over near, a dozen way beyond the fence, were any one vulnerable, wondering just really curious about the edge, the immediacy of leaving behind memory and travels. ~ I’ve stood on many a…

  • This Peace in Our Lives

    We do share an anxiety Achy legs Grab a thermometer Now a strange earache out of Nowhere really normal anywhere. We live in high risk Hyperventilating our every move. And then we try to calm Try to recall the common cold … Well not as much tonight as I have let This certain earache Rule…

  • During Those Days

    Remember when we were kids, the spruce saplings in backyard acreage we tore through those  – sticks and rage, long before we misunderstood cyber-kids.   Back then, way back when, back in the day we figured our lives were then forever never imagined hearts we love might sever would we really have to stay inside…