Tag: life

Finding Self

I read a book the other day,

pointed in a direction

seemed attainable

if.

We all have those wonders

carry us through the day,

a decision in an hour

affects the rest of our lives,

well maybe it does,

at least in that moment.

What about another way,

a journey toward a risk,

what about asking for nothing,

instead finding out just what it is

holding us back

making us right

or at least thinking we are.

I read a book the other day,

plan is to do this,

read another day.

A Private Life

If I tell you what I feel,

it’s a normal reveal.

If I want to be exposed

I’ll tell you all my throes.

Seems simple on my mind,

memory, rather not rewind

Miles of the long journey,

hours of lost scrutiny.

Seems I’d rather stay alone

then live inside my own.

This pain I feel is real,

easily thought surreal.

The truth is, I will always stay

this life of mine feels OK

I’ll tell you when I know

I’ll live before I go.

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 could stay.

Yet always now seeking some other way.

I’m told this morning is not yesterday.

Can’t we please come up with some other way?

I woke with a smile and could breathe today.

Sounds simple to think we might live this way.

I wanted life what was easy to stay.

Until I knew life just isn’t that way.

This Silence

Feel the wind against the pane

a song, a following

a giving greeting

in a storm.

Then gone, it disappears,

left in quiet

taking in a gray day outside.

A time to reflect

let memory share a moment

when all that matters

lay before me,

such is beauty when to breathe

is another utterance of fresh air

heard in the breeze,

silent in mind.


©️ Thom Amundsen 12/2021

In A Word

This could just happen

if in one word

if we look each other in the eye,

if for the sake of another day,

if when we feel … no answer.

~

In this word

we seem bound by the

moment

isolate in its own

montage of distraction.

~

We are seeking that word

fulfills our heart

lights our soul,

it is one word

repeats itself after all.

~

On the road will

speak of dreams and fantasy,

staying alert in the white lines

of the avenue.

See that?

~

I wonder if in one word we could

find kindness, appreciate silence,

erase.


© Thom Amundsen 10/2021

A Sunny Day

Rays of light peek through shuttered windows

shall the slats be opened or assure privacy,

a morning of which one surely glows

the energy blocked would be a travesty.

~

At my desk I look for inspiration

seems the night put aside

for the moment is more solution

to dredging horrors inside.

~

If present means a slow journey

then this my day would tell

a starting point with no hurry

only desire deep in the well.

~

I would climb if love awaits me

or choose to find what must be.


© Thom Amundsen 10/2021

Common Fears

I have fears, they are frequent

I have moments I wish I could cry

I have fears, and they are frequent

Wonder how many years, will I sigh

~

Wonder how many years, will I try

~

I can’t stand to storm the thinking

When I weep I still feel connected

Times like this I wish life were blinding

Moments will pass, seconds undetected

~

Wonder how many years, will I try

~

I want to hang on to this forever

Was a light I might have seen in retrospect

Don’t want to let go, don’t want to ever

I wish only that she know my – this respect.

~

Wonder how many years, will I try

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As bones and veins and heart might decline

I wonder about the truth of roses and wine

I know that life contains only time

Only facets of lives important to rhyme

~

Wonder how many years, will I try

Wonder how many years, will I try

~

© Thom Amundsen 10/2021

Ventures in Easy

To say that life is easy

would be to make me queasy

for we should know this, really,

seems remedied easily.

~

Time has its failures

masses of personality

complete with ventures

beyond our serenity.

~

i’m a hypocrite in line

standing in line

standing in line

I’m a hypocrite in line

~

Would any silent response

give just enough influence

Could we not be who flaunts

rather, lives in the onslaught

~

I’m a hypocrite in line, standing in line.


© Thom Amundsen 10/2021

Waiting Now

If only a lifetime lasted forever

then now could become a yesterday,

a lost moment brings everyone together.

Yet why then must we all act this way.

~

It would seem lives are meant forgotten

rather than holding beauty inside moments,

so quick we are to run away, call it rotten.

We somehow imagine now this our lament

~

Our lives holding only so many truths we hear,

yet time and again we might feel too near.

Our lives holding only so many truths we hear,

yet time and again we will feel that fear.

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Yet time and again we would feel too near.

 


© Thom Amundsen 10/1