What Crosses My Mind

  • Mechanics and Being Human

  • The Lives We Lead

    I turned a corner the other day, received some applause. Remember imagining there was not anything in our way when now we give in to our ideals, this harmonic pause we could only stand alone remembering, day after day. ~ There was a dance floor in town where everybody showed their moves, their needs, their…

  • To Find My Soul

    Often as the wind might change direction so does my heart begin its own journey to find my soul, to search for absolution from the scariest parts of my, my disarray. ~ Oh to know the beast of my own conclusive nature toward wanting only a defeated psyche. One could easily describe such is my…

  • Woman Is Wisdom

    For is it woman who might fly if not his grasp slipping beyond her own swift reckoning is it man rude in permanence would slender such is elegance what we might wish could he release © Thom Amundsen 7/2021 © Allen Parseghian Photography

  • We May a Soft Dance

    Oh as the melody would our lives in the balance so envious could I be, she, him, her as well, all of us together internally a maze of authenticity for the stars align, while magic is a mystery imagine this is our legacy to be two people, three, maybe more who all believe the other,…

  • Speaking of Language

    I know that when I looked at you, a new interpretation of purpose popped into mind. I suppose it was the color of your hair, the manner by which you tilted your head, how the afternoon sun might light up your eyes. I wondered about our lives, where we are, how soon we can come…

  • On Montmartre Stairs

    Circle Photo of The Day ( I do hope this fits with the figurative notion of ‘circles’) A rainy afternoon, we would cry together today, svelte hands and wrought iron rails, steps that concrete shavings felt right, we did smile as with our turn we might catch eyes, if not this turn, the next twirl…

  • I Still Cannot Dance

    Throughout my life I’ve tried a rhythm yet followed I am by a worry of them that soulful populace happy to dance while for me if I do, its taking chance. ~ So often is the energy round in motion while clever facades pretend emotion speak to me sated with journeyed love give my desire a sign…

  • Brought Together

    In an international fire she burns the minds an electrifying voice to the people to the women to the girls brought together ~ To be just that girls women people in a global fire an energy brought together. ~ She would lead with an entourage all sleek in eye move with us say legs and…

  • When We Dance

    We choose to release, we walk together, alone with eyes perhaps our own, we wish only to dance. ~ when I stumble it is because I want so badly to learn, yet in the throes of letting go, so often I find I can live  another way, without the restraint of not settling for that…