What Crosses My Mind

  • If When Where

    If in a moment I might See your eyes in moonlight. I would remember I already know. When in the shadows Your intimacy, is a light Holds bright in my mind. Where that day may be Like a bridge that we know Is in Madison county. It’s then an afternoon ice cream A pause, a…

  • The Aftermath

    I visited, again, it was different this time around the waves spoke loud, the temperatures mild, I wondered about the last time, how difficult it might be to recreate what no longer exists. I sat and watched the sunrise, noticed it flicker across the water, enveloping the trees. I couldn’t imagine a prettier site, than…

  • Three Days Before Christmas

    I’m sitting alone in my apartment thinking about the days ahead. I don’t want to sound like I am feeling sorry for myself. Actually, I am in a good state of mind, as opposed to the last few years. I recently thought about my niece who is currently going through a round of chemotherapy having…

  • Early Morning

    In the gaze of candles illuminating the room, my children’s faces, held in time to behold. I was wondering about the day, the new year, watching flickering lights waiting for me to decide. I looked up from my coffee slow immediate steam swirls reminding me of beauty, the little things that turn our lives to…

  • 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…

  • Strawberry Moon 6/24/2021

  • 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

  • The Hippie Girlfriend

    She’d always ask him to tell her a story, and he could only come up with one. Her. At first, it would be endearing, how they could stroll and feel each other’s skin graze upon one another, the light air, a spring morning. It didn’t matter when, maybe him sitting at the counter with a…

  • Lost Moments

    In our lives we have many experiences travails of innocence no one has an answer to suggest an outcome only hitch on, grab a strand of burlap, feel the dust build underneath our psyche and ride on. ~ I’ve always enjoyed the horizon seeing wheat fields flowing in an autumn breeze, the fresh blossoms of…

  • Wishful Knowledge

    Those times told before when once it happens comes the sigh. It’s that wish of only ‘getting it’ knowing we all had it. Only now a reminder gave us ‘silent scolding’ telling our own selves we ought know. The end result manifest in our own hearts when asked again and in a long-awaited, again. In…