The Poetic Spectrum: Book of Poetry

By Amanda Ulrich

Emeralds of life are contained and held
in this book, pearls of artful wisdom
spoken through the words of a poet who
shares them gladly! Enjoy and share with
family and friends.
Sometimes only a poem can express the complex emotions of this journey called
life." Enlighten yourself read a poem
everyday.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Oct 22, 2008
• ISBN: 9780595624362

Amanda Ulrich

Everyday I would write things thoughts songs poems. My teachers were so impressed with my poems they were put on the display bullitin board. All my friends were always asking to see more poems and songs I would sing them and entertain reading my poems and sing. I grew up in Seattle and on cold rainy days I wrote, never bored like my seven brothers and sisters." I am a mother now with my own experiences and these are the things I write about and my profound relationships which have been many. A lover of all peoples that's the joy I find in my life. Also as a cosmetologist I used that creative aspect as well, meeting wonderful unique people all day! My hope is that my poems will help bring something positive and honest to many peoples lives." We only have one life and we must be true to ourselves and kind every chance we can. Amanda M.Ulrich "thank-you for reading my book"

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Contents

The poetic spectrum is:

The Poetic Spectrum

My Mother, My Soul

Profoundly

Twenty-four hours-a day

My Man

Funny

Wings

Like Emeralds

Given

A mother’s love

She’ll cry

Fallen

Dress up

Just life’s…..

His Song

Betrothed

I do…..

Unspoken

Always more

Spring, Summer, then Fall…….

Vague

Our springs

Back Door Man

Emitted Crush

REFLUEX

SHAN’T WANDER

Loves Salve

I Am Yours

The Myth

Deprived

I Was………

Forgive

Worth-while

Thee Innocence

For Now

Three days

No bother, thanks for the ice cream

To me

Mother, Daughter, Game

Fatherless Children

Here

As left unborn

Wishfully

Incomplete

Felt

Instructions

My version of :Roses are red violets are blue.

Boo – Ho

Rat race

Seeks Out

Unblind

Trueness

Buried Deep

Toxic Waste

Thee Hour

Alone

Lifetime Partner

Loves Fear

Life is real when

Amid risk

Talent

You’re word

The Garden of Eden

And so I Did

NOTE TO SELF:

Drops of sun

Life’s Glee Life’s Call

MORAL OF THE STORY;

Love U’s

Domestic Violence Tragedy in life

A-glow

FOR MY CHILDREN

Blue Corn Moon

2 + 2

Loveless Deceit

His Call

Falling In a Dream

My Sanity

Looking through

Vast

Thankful

Ironic

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The poetic spectrum is:

Creativity is thee expression,

With incentive to self.

In the spirit of exploration,

Nonconformity is the journey,

Along with calculated risk

My poetry is a product,

Of my life’s play,

And my own hard work.

Originality is not just an opinion,

It’s the poetic spectrum of expression.

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The Poetic Spectrum

My Poem’s are:

Truth and gift,

For raw honesty,

In deep feeling.

"My poems are my state of mind,

That renew my horizons".

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My Mother, My Soul

Mom waits with deaths shadow,

Like a stalker feeds her fear.

Still she shows no regret.

Valor and honor she’s gained.

I shrink back, tears I hold inside,

I cannot cry.