What Crosses My Mind

  • 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…

  • A Quiet Time

    When stepping off With nowhere to land We settled anywhere A quiet place A quiet time The silence surrounding me Felt peaceful, unafraid I wandered further And the world around me began to Unravel Just this once I felt no emotion Only a moment Inside my composure Did I step outside My comfort zone Only…

  • On Being

    I posted a meme tonight about the essence of life, and what ought matter the most in our society, our world, our planet. The quote wasn’t my own. It appeared a scrawl on the side of a building like graffiti. It might have been photo-shopped but was effective. It spoke of how the planet doesn’t…

  • The Rain

    Water dripped and tapped a window pane the opaque look of a morning blue. Sitting now in front of a fire crackle, imagining just how short a life we lead. I drew myself closer to the glass that sheltered me from the damp. I wondered about those that might spend their night chilled, and wet…

  • 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…

  • Learning To Live

    Each morning I wake, to sunlight or a soft gray I wonder what will now become of this day. Choosing to live, I must ready myself for anything less remains on a shelf. A place where forgotten lives will live those abandoned, without chance to give back to the world around them a release, a…

  • deep seeded versions

    I want to know how you are, and not the gift wrapped version. I’d like the truth not the ‘suck it up buttercup’ trend. I wish one day you might listen to me rather than just what you want to hear. I hope I might see you again someday and not just simply who you…

  • Sweet Chaos

    When a tear lands Silence relieves Chaotic demands. Our head breathes ©️ Thom Amundsen 8/2021

  • Waking Odyssey

    Whole nature of ego crashing down waking a morning slow choosing frown let go Let go Start to drown eating away confidence though conscious of the crown opening eyes in sunlight, embrace ego ©️ Thom Amundsen 8/2021

  • Whom Would Choose

    if in a quiet corner of her room all of her pain revealed would it matter little personal doom holds back what is sealed. ~ She rose above the scrutiny a measure of confidence silent resolve speaks dignity all others a spoken chance ~ She wished her life could remind what purpose a challenge a…