What Crosses My Mind

  • Quiet Obsession

    Ever really feel pain or is that a state of mind, another battle with thought holding our emotions by the reins. Ever imagine letting go, and living life without scrutiny, but instead knowing, peace of mind is always around the corner waiting to settle in our mind, to make allowance for how lovely life can…

  • Taking A Walk

    A sense of composure Came over me A breezy afternoon Trees had begun their bloom Red-winged blackbird Nearby, keeping safe Mallards in the pond Swimming Noticed the bus stop Kids pouring out Home for the day My watch at home Though knew the time of day An afternoon walk An isolate journey A quiet day…

  • In This Quiet Space

    Though patterns seem to exist the idea of recreating the wheel pops into mind every breaking day. How would lives become independent with working the reality of our dreams aspirations. How do we step away from routine, the quiet horror of being caught up in the mundane the same old, the victory just beyond our…

  • Quiet Love

    Words will only restrain such is beauty in motion. An actual acknowledgment within a silent serenade. For this is love when planning matter not. For love is somehow a quizzical reminder. Our lives not bound by preface if we live in simple harmony. Love is a quiet refuge stills the shadows. ©️ Thom Amundsen 1/2021

  • A Quiet Reality

    By the way, look in her eyes, you will see my own, a distant wonder denies the presence of passion sown. We are all traveling alone, despite seconds away we would tell you what we have known, if only allowed this one day. The lives of her own discovery seem rather telling, weeping personality with…

  • Slow Walk, Winter Night

    For it was a chilly moment, when while the sun began to set I looked inside her eyes, only to realize hers would no longer shine instead a sort of quiet resign. ~ Oh, we did smile many years ago, and yet still there seems this need of mine, this tortured self fulfilling misery, I…

  • A Distant Child

    In a quiet state I would recognize the distance Between the now of experience toward childhood We might wish to have a redo on pain if we could Seems a simple prospect to imagine all is chance.   When returning to some original memory in life Oh to know the patterns that drove our own…

  • What’s Really Happening

    Ever wonder, when you look them in the eye, if their response is a genuine effort to lie. A mean-spirited man once said to me, if you wait around, you die.   Ever wander through a day and sigh, just not sure how to complete a moment, instead letting it pass, by listening to the…

  • The Obituary

    I wonder how they felt it might read, summing up their life, in a nutshell, passing through all of the bad times, focus upon the good, the energy, the meaning, the society we live in deems the necessary truths. If we knew, would we then change our mind, if we could stand in the back…

  • Nostalgic Recall

    Once a friend Reminded me of time When sitting alone I realized That way I’d remain And yet glancing into the Night sky I imagined freedom That knowing resistance Doesn’t allow the blue Feeling of abandonment In quiet Interference to remain .  A single cloud shadows the moon.  . In that moment The world continues…