Archive for ‘Thom’

July 30, 2017

In The Silent Cafe

by thom amundsen

This body sits alone in silent recall,

the voices, the activity, the monstrous sound

of espresso being ground,

for the hurried and swaggered consumer.

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July 27, 2017

Sitting in my Armchair

by thom amundsen

I was remembering a time,

when I was younger,

a quiet, reflective, young,

boy.

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July 16, 2017

To Reach The Sky

by thom amundsen

When on a walk one early summer morn

A man began to think of life beyond

He paused to watch while children so forlorn

Seemed occupied in games they thought so fond.

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July 11, 2017

To Know The Right Way

by thom amundsen

Oh, to go beyond the grasp,

the tangles that keep reminders alive,

there is the mystery of the mind,

what to turn off, what to feed, what to settle in,

so that moving forward seems a reliable

resolve to the repudiating repulsion of time.

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July 10, 2017

I Wonder About Love

by thom amundsen

Oh it is true the feeling you might have,

the moment the mention,

the imagined response to knowing,

wanting, having, believing, sharing,

all the keywords that could be eternal,

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July 10, 2017

When in Sallow Form

by thom amundsen

Can you see me, a suggested expression,

one that does’t expect any reaction,

except to say,

go away,

for I am of another dimension.

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January 19, 2016

A Little Billie Holiday for Him

by thom amundsen

I thought I might listen to a little Billie tonight,

his memory is fresh in my mind.

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December 19, 2015

Morning Beauty

by thom amundsen

Energy wise, a blessed opportunity

The light of day, a newer glance today

What I seek, in certainty eye clarity

To imagine hope, we might newly allay

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November 18, 2015

“The World is Watching”

by thom amundsen

Tradition suggests acknowledge ourselves

In scheme, our spiritual karma wanes,

Like to believe that humanity delves

Where love in peace speaks hopeful gains.

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November 14, 2015

The Next Day (Why Paris?)

by thom amundsen

When sun arose to widen sleepy eyelid

A calm begun soon turned memory horrific

We wake shadowed in darkness, a slow embrace

Shattered dreams begun inside stranger despair.

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November 9, 2015

Whisper Autumn

by thom amundsen

While skies begin a stretch of cooler winds

body seeming to recognize limits

each stepping stone, virtual time rescinds

calculate further storm than time admits.

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August 11, 2015

Be Real – A Musette Challenge

by thom amundsen

Poetry challenge: Musette poem

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narcissism

sweet love

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August 11, 2015

Lacking Skin

by thom amundsen

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I draw little attention to who I am

based solely upon a certain gem

some would call the bane of life

yet I might think of none of them.

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July 4, 2015

Freedom Being Today

by thom amundsen

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When I awoke to the sounds of thunder,

I was a babe in arms, swaddled under

the care of loving parents, family,

those that would help determine life to me.

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June 19, 2015

A Morning Stroll (after the tragedy)

by thom amundsen
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Walk with eyes open, a different look today,

notice the change of heart, perhaps a hesitation,

that normal glance of hello now secondary

to this inherent need shadows fear’s trepidation.

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June 2, 2015

A Picture of Change We Will Unravel

by thom amundsen

I have heard ‘secrets,’

that interview was extensive,

a great deal of suggestion,

people complained,

some wondered, others scowled,

many didn’t care,

about the man’s affairs.

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April 4, 2015

Why Do I Teach?

by thom amundsen

Atlanta Schools Cheating

I am wondering tonight,

about the educators,

those that spend their lives,

standing in classrooms,

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March 24, 2015

On Sheltered Words

by thom amundsen

If when I choose to lay my soul

I’m careful to always remain whole

then will the clouds ahead remain

waiting with a vengeance innane

~

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February 19, 2015

Common Ground

by thom amundsen

We all matter,

that always needs to be clear,

somewhere we connect

someone appreciates our passion.

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January 7, 2015

Freedom of Speech – Charlie Hebdo

by thom amundsen

We were tested today, is word allowed

to speak in utterances, scream aloud

our freedoms, our ability to breathe

in energy evils presently seethe.

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November 29, 2014

I Protest

by thom amundsen

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I walk into the fray, to suggest, I disagree with the status quo.

There it begins, our ability to change,

We do need only the challenge to create the fear of reprisal.

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November 3, 2014

Reason to Know – A Triquint Poem Challenge

by thom amundsen

Poetry challenge: Triquant poem.

 
 

for when then our lives do quiet lie

upon passion we defy,

survive, simply cry,

to know my

taint

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September 20, 2014

I, is You!

by thom amundsen

love

I want to tell you a story,

it takes a bit to get there

somehow I need to find the right words,

that syntax, and grammar, sort of thing.

 

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September 9, 2014

Teenage Angst – Musette Poem

by thom amundsen

Poetry challenge: Musette poem.

control

lost forever

sweet troll

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September 7, 2014

When We Are Children

by thom amundsen

diverse

We can really dance forever,

streaming across golden grasslands

running wild with passion,

in crystal autumn winds.

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September 6, 2014

Arms of Compassion

by thom amundsen

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In the season of autumn
when needs do shift
summer’s recreation
begins a gradual wane;
lives are soon measured
in orchestrated assemblies.

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August 14, 2014

Modern Mania

by thom amundsen

We are in a free state

our words are rampant,

abundant, thrown with fury

as our fingertips express

what our eyes might easily hide.

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July 31, 2014

Read My Words

by thom amundsen

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Please, let’s not forget

we used to do this all the time

We’d speak and listen

look into each other’s eyes.

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