What Crosses My Mind

  • Quiet Bedside Notions

    I wake in the morning with faint memory,  My dreams take me places I want. Places I remember and yet I might yearn. For the fiction that rides the tide of emotion. Now it’s only a flash of pleasantries.  ~ Now it’s all a story to tell someone, Simple responses to a day of wishing,…

  • Shadows And Dreams

    There are places we remember they hold promise to our dreams Faces we remember, constant in our dreams. If only all the shadows might speak might come alive when then when how could we forget the shadows and the faces. We might feel pain yet there is always the afterward when given pause when thoughts…

  • Morning Drowse

    Just waking up my eyes have to adjust to morning sunlight my thoughts, not yet in my head still dreaming of last nights escapades. It’s funny how when we first wake up we’re not really cognizant of what drives our soul until later in the morning maybe after coffee, we realize our heart still aches…

  • Dreams Scream

    Oh to be lost inside a dream, to not awaken, to live inside its stream, to be less spoken. For there is a journey then, languishing in the story, when then we wonder when, we might this mystery. Well one moment feel secure, another takes a dive, such a travel is obscure our reality feel…

  • Wired Remarks

    Ever we wonder a unique mindset a manner of living we might prefer though wander a scheme to get out of a contemplative measure. ~ Don’t we all scream out loud when wishing for a sanity Aren’t we always allowed to be human with levity. ~ I walked inside a dream today wanted to figure…

  • 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. ~…

  • Because It Never Is Real

    Until the weeping eyes are visible we can’t really know the pain, when everything seems possible, instead we lose our train of thought, so frought we fought, when ought either one of us might instead, recognize there is no realistic time on love that wasn’t wasted because we’d rather be frantic. this security a certain…

  • Wishing Dreams

    A spirit guide might visit a passion setting in stride life’s beauty is a ride. Yet time does wait upon internal remnants churning within my psyche. While outside lives a life of pleasantry agreeable acceptance and absolutes, if only the traveling disdain subside. Would then wishful dreams pass forward an energy with love could line…

  • 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

  • When A Feeling

    If sometimes I cannot complete a sentence it doesn’t mean I won’t understand if you are hurting if your state of mind isn’t feeling wise, instead driven down by whatever the wave of a moment, a passing fancy, a time when all of our lives become wrapped into that one moment, all others depart and…