Paul Amrod Poems

Overwhelmingly resilient
we lightheartedly prance with ebullience
overtaken from our self-initiative
astonishing our idle compatriots
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O, I'm much lighter than air
Music tantalizes my ears
I have lost all my cares
Vertigo isn't my fear
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I feel lazy let’s go truckin‘ down to Saint Louis
Shake a boot and dance up storms bein’ Delta Born
Hey we’re crazy mozin’ along
With ripples and sunshine
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Latent lamentations buried in the souls of goodly hearts
have reawakened the sleeping gods of forgiveness.
Melodious incantations have aroused the passive
to reenact their empathetic choruses as summer departs.
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Incessant pulsations implode through their epitome
in excess of all auspicious expectations.
Echoing through valleys in synchronicity
sending symmetric kaleidoscopic images
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In a transcendental dream
Like a technicolored screen
where a mystery will enfold
evoking sentiments of old.
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Purple Moon
Eclipsed for the beggar’s tomb
Crawling away inertly backwards
Stealthily captivated
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Every day I am a dreamer
I lose my senses and get caught up in a cloud
Yes it is very hard to wake me
I’m floating out into the world of make-believe
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You’ve heard of Jack the Ripper
You’ve heard of the Big Dipper
Well I’m the last of the great Strippers
You hear what I’m sayin’?
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Delivering illusory connotations and defying the science of Newton
strains of the unimaginable become a distorted reality.
The psychosomatic nausea enunciates this prognostic tribulation.
We indulge in pondering upon an ominous and depreciating fatality
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