Paul Amrod Poems
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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
Wet Snows Of Late Winter
Rising one late winter's morning from bed
I was astounded from the images of Nature.
Symmetrically strewed across the lighter branches
was a freshly fallen snow. For my eyes a pleasure
I then slipped on my walking shoes and a cap on my head
and strolled leisurely carefree for the wonder did enhance
my inspiration to soar with an array of extraordinary pictures.
From the pinnacle of a pine tree the evergreen
was adorned with a breathtaking display of romance