What Crosses My Mind

  • First Days

    There is a certain pull a potential a need to feel that rotating wheel of some significance the quest, we guessed, in first days the moment of truth perhaps or better suggested that moment when opportunity strikes that initial fever pitch ~ Let’s hang on gonna be a roller coaster doesn’t mean you’ll fall off…

  • Why Tears

    Always on the edge of falling apart, like gravel landscape a fluid motion, kicking me to the side of the road. ~ What’s inside that needs to part my frame of mind, this emotion rules I’ve never really understood. ~ I wanted to just live in normalcy always the listener without fear Yet somehow anywhere…

  • Capture My Mood

    Tell me how you’re going to feel the next time you touch my soul ~ We could be friends forever organize a press release sounds poetic, a tad eacer someone, we keep the peace ~ There was this one afternoon we spoke of our adventure shipwrecked we might maroon our lives, this our forever. ~…

  • Sifting Through Fear

    A candle burns nearby a reminder of some peace of mind, tranquil is the flame out of the corner of his eye. Speaker beware, someone might reveal, their reveal, that word causes headaches in some circles, those afraid to look in the mirror. © Thom Amundsen 9/2021

  • Spontaneity In Crisis

    Well it’s the tears really, come out of nowhere, set me in stone clearly don’t want to live there. ~ Watching a television show a melodramatic morning in any mundane episode I go tearing up and mourning. ~ Tearing up and mourning, haven’t any idea what it might mean, why it is this warning, get…

  • Out of the Mind

    Comes this fairy tale some would call it a fast and friendly gale of why whenever might our soul in peace prevail change will be our writ. ~ Seems clear we see life as a partial of our being always in question is life though some are arguing doesn’t matter this strife we are meant…

  • When Last We Imagine

    It isn’t until we know, that we decide we won’t go down that path again, we want to, want to stay there, watch the leaves turn see the beauty laid out before us, when no one need be nearby to remind us of just what was there all this while all this time energy spent…

  • Serendipity Is Love

    Would that we might dance the night away When once out of reach, our love found its way If were to measure all the pain and suffering Could not surpass, such is beauty our yearning. ~ Perhaps it was alone, a quiet drum beat A solo venture that would evade defeat Perhaps it was alone,…

  • Because It Never Is Real

    Until the weeping eyes are visible we can’t really know the pain, when everything seems possible, instead we lose our train of thought, so frought we fought, when ought either one of us might instead, recognize there is no realistic time on love that wasn’t wasted because we’d rather be frantic. this security a certain…

  • The Lives We Lead

    I turned a corner the other day, received some applause. Remember imagining there was not anything in our way when now we give in to our ideals, this harmonic pause we could only stand alone remembering, day after day. ~ There was a dance floor in town where everybody showed their moves, their needs, their…