What Crosses My Mind

  • Stuck

    when a person cannot fathom a universe without meaning. when having a tomorrow will bring a fearful Speculation. when knowing the truth seems miles away safely tucked inside a dream filled with forgotten keys … When! ©️ Thom Amundsen 2019

  • Pieces of Me

    Wish I could find smallish memory wrap them in twine drop them in the sea Then might my eyes witness some effort now questioning why an absorbent support Will their history rather sink than float farewell this century shadowed life he wrote Above water may I not abhor Pain left living on the ocean floor

  • The Notion of Giving Up

    I’m in a bit of a crisis, so I’m going to write from my heart. I don’t really know where this will take me, if only to let me vent some of my fears, and find some peace. I recently came to a conclusion about important aspects of my life, and a need to make…

  • On Racial Disparity and an Unwillingness to Look Racism in the Eye.

    Kare 11 News In reviewing this tragic incident at Chaska high school this morning, I couldn’t help but feel some direct takeaways from the thread that follows this article. Clearly there is commentary that speaks to many sides of the issue, but the glaring reality for me is the ease we have with using blame…

  • Different Moments

    Recently, there were two, lives we might call the same, yet probably, more obviously, vastly different lives, worlds apart, yet their outcomes, well, we can probably imagine, the same.   The meaning of which, hard to explain, yet, we want to know, we ask the questions, sitting together alone in our lives, wondering just why,…

  • Living With Anxiety

    How many are out there, when the sky turns gray, where does the heart remain, the fear in our mind, in the quiet of an angry world, how do we all come to terms with that reality, the personality of peace.   We all seek that solace, no matter the denial, beyond the circumstance suggests…

  • Searching In Manhattan

    Though it is that place I wish to be, I’m lost inside my own travesty. As well I seek solace amongst masses hide within a world of classes.   Such is imagery of teeming lives caught inside streaming archives. Where alone a face in the crowd somehow is always allowed.   I once read a master…

  • A Morning Notion

    Begin in sunlit sky beguiler day The same result might be impossible. We wander in mind to discover way Breathe positivity remarkable. ~ In life to know in peace delightful air Think heartfelt, soulful, suggest promotion. Find fortune inside sweet beautiful fare Solidify choice inside elation. ~ What hold will truth create family love Universals…

  • Last Night’s Anxiety

    Real. Made up will not suffice. Perfection is a model for memory when lost in the shadow of fear. Unstoppable. Passive. Remarkable in patterned stealth tendrils suffocation drawn. Observation. Callous. in every waking moment a trapping, a formidable locksmith might overlook. Posture. Presence. Quite assured no response to time could offer solution, satisfaction. Perhaps. Solution.…

  • Wanting to Cry

    I wonder sometimes, how it is we find the passion, the quiet release of a solid cry, a rainstorm inside my mind, the sort that when I imagine, leaves no shelter beyond that real tear. I know that with the anxiety of a climb, there is adrenaline, a driving force that brings us quickly to…