What Crosses My Mind

  • Waiting Now

    If only a lifetime lasted forever then now could become a yesterday, a lost moment brings everyone together. Yet why then must we all act this way. ~ It would seem lives are meant forgotten rather than holding beauty inside moments, so quick we are to run away, call it rotten. We somehow imagine now…

  • I’ll Still Hang On

    to what I believe I’ll wait for the dust to settle to what I believe I’ll wonder out loud to what I believe time would cover so much space to what I believe could only matter to one to what I believe keeps me hanging on. © Thom Amundsen 9/2021

  • Living Lost

    For a long time, could almost count the hours and hours and hours we all have them the knowledge that one day, all of our utter bullshit will wake you from a dream so you may glance back only to say what if. © Thom Amundsen 9/2021

  • 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…

  • 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,…

  • 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…

  • Once Did Love

    Spoke to him the idle man now sits alone a bar stool seems becomes his friend. All the others know the fool. ~ Once inside were a sweet dream, a violin concerto plays his memory soft her smile, serene did seem a minute, together a forever melody. ~ If only then had he known today…

  • The Fires We Burn

    I remember when I was a kid in the city thought I had somehow stemmed the fire that sense of an evident outlier mentality haunted my mind forever life on a wire. ~ I began to age with a sense of forgiveness for all those around me I might have hurt. The person I always…

  • Relentless Passion

    In hers a quiet world would she live Each morning routine an evening of peace. Sunrise walks with only love to give a family, her children, her silent release. ~ His would be a need for truth in her struggle to be she asked, a simple life Not this constant caressing a trigger shoot holes…

  • The Rains

    I sat with a desk lamp nearby listening to the rains, I knew clearly the reason why this forest maintains ~ such wonderful animations in the mind, a forest may the soul in peace unwind. ~ Earlier in the afternoon sunlight before the setting of dusk, I watched the clouds in plumes might settle into…