Terence J. Scholz
Brillion, Wisconsin, USA
Terence J. ScholzBrillion, Wisconsin, USA |
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Terence has been writing poetry for over ten years, he also enjoys songwriting as mainly a lyric writer. Terence is currently residing in Brillion, wisconsin.Terence has recently been published in three anthology series in The National Library of Poetry in Owings Mills, Maryland.Terence has three jobs and is currently attending Northeast Wisconsin Technical College (studying in the computer field) in Green Bay, Wisconsin. Terence really enjoys the outdoors, it helps give him a peace of mind; also where he gets most of his ideas for writing poetry. Writing poetry gives Terence inner peace as a way of therapy. |
SnowSee the white crystal flakes falling downMultiplying as they hit the ground Taste each flake on your tongue As you try to get everyone The kids make a snowman Johny Ray and Mary Ann Sledding down a hill Letting the fun forget the winter chill As someone is learning to skate On the ice covered lake The skiers are happy as can be Enjoying nature that is free The one thing that is given to us Not requiring a money fuss. This the gift called snow The creation of entertainment of all to know | SpringWatch all the snow slowly meltThe sun shining while being felt Birds singing as they start building their nest As the newborn begin their flying test See the children playing in the park Enjoying with friends until it is dark Lovers spend sunsets on the beach That a caring hand in ever out of reach Trees are producing new leaves Flowers blossoming within the warm breeze Green grass is again growing As the rivers are briskly flowing Spring is now in the air Everyone breathing it everywhere. | Nature's HomeIn the morning when I wake remembering the times of dwellingTaking a deep breath of all the flowers I am smelling Feeling free in the park A place that is a truly loved landmark Somewhere to incorporate a peace of mind Keeping life going when in a bind Figuring out ways to strive Knowing we are happy to be alive Always love to be shown For all people that are known Nourishing each kind of emotion Across every hill and ocean From the ground to the sky All that roam the land and what can fly Everything there is to feel In nature's home that is real |