What Crosses My Mind

  • Reflections

    Inside everything is measured, Seldom spoken only imagined By an onlooker so removed. Those patterns of behavior Tied to an affliction carry our Weight wherever we may land. Inside a mind is a circus of Balancing acts, a trapeze, a maze. Each turn of the mind changes Asking only a simple direction. Clues may always…

  • An Absence

    While everywhere around me seems a chaotic journey. I can’t help thinking that somehow I might lose my way. We all seem to be climbing this long ladder of despair. Each rung representing a hurdle. I feel like I honestly walk around in a daze, realizing everything true, is happening around me. I wake up…

  • Tomorrow’s Another Day

    If I could go back, I think about all the things I wish I could redo again. The one that comes up first is high school and my studies. I was a bright guy, but a lousy student. My outcome in high school is what motivated me to become a teacher in the first place.…

  • 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…

  • A Theatre Life

    Theatre is a life. We all reach different levels. Some would reference a stage and characters and roles. Then step away and find the same in our own quiet lives. We walk across a stage every day, in any action we choose. It only seems right then that we all want to play out our…

  • Mechanics and Being Human

  • 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

  • How Do We Measure Love

    When so many songs on the airwaves speak of love lost found in the quietest regions of our mind, shared love remember love let only our silence remind us all what love might be. ~ Tonight I would think about her in the softest light to see the gleam in her eyes evening stars would…

  • Love is a Feeling

    Matching wits with the intellect Oh so shallow the exhilaration In all it’s wonder That might be a solution If all in our wander Meaningful in its explanation Sweet emotion Such would encompass time Let’s our intellect behind ©️ Thom Amundsen 5/2021