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  • A Soft Melody

    To swoon, listen to soft music, an enchanting melody. To feel the senses alive with the passion of love. To understand the beauty of holding one’s heart without asking them first the spontaneity of our vulnerability received. Something to cherish is the simple nature of knowing the truth in melody. All songs from the heart…

  • Finding Words

    When inside a cavern of loneliness the sense of light that beacon of direction seems rather amiss. The discovery of finding self always out of reach lost bathing near a sunrise yet still tied in feeling the rocks and dripping stone maintain a hold letting only this internal air be a guide. ~ We can…

  • On Being Present

    Oh, to discard the past, the volumes and layers of discrediting haste will weigh heavy the favors. Years in solitude the mind is porous yearning for attitude a venture laborious. The tasks of happiness ought be adventurous. © Thom Amundsen 10/2021

  • Set Sail

    Oh to be that stifling energy, the sort we practice far too much, the moment we question our integrity we belong locked up and silenced such. It is a confidence thing helps find our path, reach for really anything and curb societal wrath. Telling a story about satisfaction take an effort to experience that the…

  • Words Employ

    Though I wish might words be employ, to quite realize would be to bore (the mind). Finding a phrase attaching to character becomes imperative under analysis. Is it an attraction sets the tone for a positive reaction to the world we’re bound. The traffic of our soul demands when about, sacrifice and resolve seems far…

  • Writing Peace

    Suddenly taken by the normalcy of error, would wonder speculation that part of fear. An indecision of the mind We are tortured within a wonder when the brain might matter negotiating my state of mind. Found in the moment am I this facade this fraud this foul this ill-wrought creature of habit some disregard There…

  • Saying Anything

    In a moment alone we in the present widen our scope of judgment lacking a dialogue a helpful manner of speaking. ~ If heard on the other side of the room having little direction a construable offense would be the second another guest spoke from the heart without any filter none at all. ~ To…

  • Last Spoken

    When while every moment of life speaks with the echo of nature, some choose a concrete sentiment. Is it possible to know last words perhaps spill similar sound. ~ I wanted to say every moment meant the exact opposite of what remains, yet, the words, the voice, our own struggle to be the immediate in…

  • Solace Undefined

    One of my favorite words might be overused, less important to you even if spoken in the nature of you. Could we ever really give final definition to the thoughts we realize are sometimes a notion in our mind. I would sit here all day long only to offer her a moment of quiet peace…

  • She Gives Me Real

    When it happens I can smile, not a knowing I am right sort of trivialized agreement, far more this sanity we all try to live yet seldom understand why. I remember once being told we ought not ever ask, only allow let the circumstance be not our own, only cast the open freedom to salvage…

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