Paul Amrod Poems
It's The Poetry Of Life
It’s the poetry of life painting like the frost
on the tip of autumn’s breeze.
It’s the poetry of life found and never lost
Feeling comfortably at ease
Like a lazy summer’s day
Like two children lost in play
Like the story never told
from the yarn of times of old.
It’s the poetry of life bringing everything in view
Changing older thoughts to new
Warming winter’s bitter cold
As a storm comes raging through
to cleanse the atmospheric blues.
Improvising an esoteric line
to unleash the mysterious and sublime.
To guide our pathways as we cross
Memorandum Of Days Past
Consummating the dream sequence
inciting the orientation of metaphysical apparitions
somnambulistically sauntering weaving
the silken lace through an everlasting labyrinth.
Elusively meandering through pages
of a mysterious manuscript we ascertain a disquisition
reciting verses of equanimity redeeming the virtue
of steadfastness through the apocalypse.
Approximating the rebirth of philosophical thought processes