What Crosses My Mind

  • 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

  • Thinking the Essence of Man

    Who are we he said over a beer with a friend, troubled by the circumstance of a gender bending authority in his mind, yet in another’s an opportunity perhaps to find Grace between man and woman, to know some spiritual guidance will take our lives much further then simple rejection.   Oh, but simple is…

  • Nature Is An Ask

    We wind our humanity across a babbling stream call it our own of course for we say we belong. Matters little life of a creature seeming dream this haven feed silence in their tiny world long.   Scrape away life with corrosive blades of pain the construct of a vision far beyond that of game.…

  • Listening Out Loud

    Watching the news, hearing the words, imagining the time, wondering about just right now.   Reflection in the way, causeways toward truth, the ignorance of time, we all want to find, a happy place.   Chapters in reserve, there’s no way back to resolve the issues we knew way back when we had no idea.…

  • To Reach The Sky

    When on a walk one early summer morn A man began to think of life beyond He paused to watch while children so forlorn Seemed occupied in games they thought so fond.   While certain parts of life seem unattained If standing here today would measure love Then all the man would need to feel…

  • Poison’s Touch

    Breathe a sweet ardor travels inside mind’s eye, wishful, wistful, desire fleeting, a want speaks of love, what we know sometimes not the same, what we will could then become what we are when the shadows disappear, the shades are drawn, an empty glass display case shatters in the quiet night of our reckoning. ~…

  • In Harps and Violins

    Where I would like to be when I pass along my legacy, without the notion of morbid reality I would wish to be in a lift an elevation of state of mind you see We are part of this world of constant scrutiny far more lethal it seems in the internal quest toward sanity, than…

  • Circles

    When last we spoke, I mentioned how long it had been, since we could recall ourselves, we had distance in our eyes, the lines of time, the paths of freedom, we traversed hours in search of how we knew our lives were meant to be. When your eyes said hello, after the minute or two…

  • Wise Repartee

    We like to be right, you and me, yes you, not me, only us, we all seem to never want to agree, instead, we’d like to be right all the time. or do we just want to be ok. A couple of years ago, I fought the urge to be wrong, didn’t wish to ever…

  • Morning Solace

    When wake of day the sunlit rays cause a stir we might know the beauty of another may. When soul do cross path, we might register a new sort of peace, a kindly takeaway ~ We do welcome the light of day with hope a happiness may speak volumes so near to the heart of…