Paul Amrod

Gold Star - 12,587 Points (May 17th,1951 / Chateaugay, New York)

Poem Of A Prophet - Poem by Paul Amrod

I wish to remain my own man
My quest for truth lies in God's hand
Love reigns supreme from the depths of my soul
Through selfless thoughts I can further my goal.
Euphoria lies in one's patience for acceptance
Resigning personal animosity our faith to enhance
Glowing internally with a pervading light so charismatic
Eluding the doldrums to a Paradise so harmonious and ecstatic
Meditative passages elevating my conscious to perfection
Relieving the Earthly tediousness to a perfect consonance
Awarding the children with a natural and wholesome comparison
to witness their evolution through life's token circumstance.
Heralding their existence with a sympathetic perception
Returning their gratefulness with a positive demeanor
Advancing their accomplishments with a relevance
Ensuing a constructive disposition with conceptions much keener
Illuminating the panorama with a confident exuberance
Contagiously optimistic percussively accentuating an emphasis
to alleviate the paupers from their humility and reliance.
Wandering with the pilgrimage to the Godly metropolis
we approach with anticipation as the gates they do open.
Then we witness the awesome brilliance of our gentle Redeemer
as he tenderly touches our shoulders uttering a profundity and omen
to elate us dedicated travelers as His heart is our inhabitance.
We share our sacred fable as we return to Adam's Genesis.
Softly we recite our memoirs from the ancient days of Eden.
Hapless days from this fruitless fight
strangely portrayed on this indigo night.
Misery has crudely demised me
I'm so lonely lost in my poesy.
Searching for a common good
with next to nothing being understood.
Dreary moments do torture with plight.
Sentimental nights keep the stars from twilight.
Piercing are the rays of a full moon's light
Heal our human strife through a phoenix's breath
Resurrecting with life everlasting, denying death
Drinking mother's milk is a cuddling suckling at mother's breast.
As the lamentation has had its discourse the prophet listened in trance
Evoking the assemblage to a higher inclination with a spiritual romance
Moderating the turbulence and expressing a parable as he then blessed
us releasing our torment and anguish with a moment of telepathy.
Elevating sensitivity with an empathetic gesture of sublimity
engendering hope and courage with one motion deeply expressed
to liberate us from perplexities giving of his unyielding solemnity.

Topic(s) of this poem: sympathy

Form: Ars Poetica


Comments about Poem Of A Prophet by Paul Amrod

  • Daniel Brick (11/27/2015 8:10:00 AM)


    Your poem embraces the wholeness of life, it's bursting with so many details of our common human lives that it struck me as God's view of his creation as he peers from heaven to assess our use of his gifts. And the gifts of our earthly existence are gratefully observed in the body of your poem, but you also acknowledge the hardships of living our lives. Still your faith is strong and by the end of your poem I was filled with the GLORY of life despite its difficulties. The passage at the gates of Heaven in the presence of the Redeemer was especially tender. And it led to the poem's closing which deserved the term you used, SPIRITUAL ROMANCE. Yesterday I played a recording of Haydn's splendid DIE SCHOPFUNG, and its choruses sounded in my memory as I read your poem! In fact, this
    poem is very musical in the way it enveloped me with its beauties and raised my spirits with its vision. It's the literary counterpart of an oratorio.
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    Paul Amrod Paul Amrod (11/27/2015 1:14:00 PM)

    Hi Daniel I must say you captured the essence and felt my soul and I love Hadyn Die Schopfung. I once heard this piece at Eastertime coming down through the mountains of Switzerland when finally the dafodils appeared. Many of my poem travel through ups and downs of our Earthly existence. These days are not any bit like the earlier days we had upon this planet. Thanks for your thoughts and compliments, Paul

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 13, 2017


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