Paul Amrod Poems

On the outskirts of wilderness lies a forgotten dream.
Dreamt in the depths of unconsciousness hidden within a scream.
High amidst the broken evergreens flies a lonely eagle.
Twisted and taunted and blasphemed he comes amongst the people.
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Silly little dancer skips from Gemini to Mars
A streaking comet comes to lighten the stars
Wee Willie Winkie tips his hat to the moon
Whether it is full or crescent
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Stumbling into moonlit mansions avoiding the evening breeze
I rustle the leaves stuck to the shutter by the hard harvest rain
The chandelier chides the forest that bravery put asunder
A fountain is gurgling passive droplets forging a soft striped plane
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It’s such a lovely lazy day
I’m slipping on my socks
I won’t look at the clock
‘Cause it’s such a fine and charming day
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Unscathed archangels shun the prejudicial subjective allusions
insinuating that the doctrines and decrees are surely misbegotten.
Impervious in their position they will lucidly translate delusions
into a conceivable probability reviving the lifeless toward the unforgotten.
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Do pity the fallen angel
Grace has abandoned him
Flawless wings snipped from his back
Fooled by lust scandal and sin
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Interstellar choirs
singing with desire
Create a mystic form
Drifting through a galaxy on fire
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Disruptions of a singularly subjective dreamship, drifting through the imaginations
of the creative mind, will not hinder it reaching its port of call in the illustrious halls
of each and every human's heart therewith permeating a fairy tale's wonderland.
An encore from an inbred novel of consciousness
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Spirit,
Winged with the thirst for life,
is summoned into flight
to the epitome of negation.
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An historic occurrence should be a present for the entire human race
Thanks to the concerns of our youth we have challenged the status quo
Our weather and our Blue Ball have been lamenting with no visible trace
of recognition until hurricanes are blowing with destructive monsoons.
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