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Best Poems Written by Jenelle Spaulding

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Ma and Me

Jenny Lynn where are you?
	I’m on top of the world.
Well, you need to come down now.
	Can’t Ma, I’m on a mission.
Yes, you can and be quick about it.
	Can’t Ma.
Can, now move!
	No, really Ma I can’t.
Why?
	I’m stuck.

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Nothing Left

You left the question open ended,
Yet the answer you knew.
What little price you had to pay,
And you couldn’t follow through.
Confused and abandoned,
Your eyes give you away.
Before they were so clear,
Covered now by clouds of doubt.
It all started with a question,
You knew the answer to.
But it ended in a shout,
And it’s all because of truth.

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Old New View

I’m tired of the view from my window
With the same old shaggy dog,
Gutted out cars,
And frozen mud footprints.

Tired of the view
That focuses on screaming two year olds,
Half eaten PBJ’s,
And the lost toys that map their world.

I’m tired of
The mindless adults that don’t listen,
Spreadsheets and data bases,
And group work in Stats.

I want a view
That will change,
A view I can keep,
A view that will stay.

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Wish

The clearing of my mind;
A story must be told.
You never hope to see,
This shiny kind of mold.

A parting of the seas,
A depthless melody.
The shining little rivulets,
My parting parody.

The river shining under,
A harmless forest black.
You’ll never want to leave,
I’ll hope to just come back.

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Last Hope

Lost consciousness,
Awakened 
Ages later.
Pain
Followed by pressure,
Appeared to flash,
To beat
Like streams of fire.

Sensations,
Unaccompanied by thought.
Power only to feel;
Feeling was torment.
Conscious of motion.
Encompassed in a cloud.

Swinging,
Like a pendulum.
Terrible suddenness.
Light shot upward,
Noise of splash,
Frightful roaring,
Cold and dark.

Power of thought restored.
Rope had broken,
Fallen into stream,
Opened eyes,
Gleam of light above.

Rising,
Realizing,
“That is not so bad.”


-from An Occurrence At Owl Creek Bridge by Ambrose Bierce

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Time

There's some time-honored glory,
In the twisted roots of rhyme.
Etching out a story,
A shining in the grime.

A white knight haunts in death's delight, 
What in life he couldn't protect.
She'll never stir again despite,
All the sorrow he projects.

The relentless trail he seeks,
Shall never become a path.
The scarlet of her cheeks,
A haunting of his wrath.

Life is lived in desperation.
Death becomes a celebration.

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Adrift

I am the pebble,
Tossed to the open sea.
I am the rivulets,
Resounding openly.

I am the tiny raft,
Tossed to and fro about.
I float above the surface,
The waves they want me out.

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Dear Sorcerer

We lay,
	Firmly rooted
	And reach our pale faces 
	To the late day sun.

	We grow twisted around the rails
	And defeat our own purpose…
	To catch the late day sun.

	We have been ignored.
	Our search for water, 
	Has lead to dusty tears,
	After another late day sun.

	A little more
	And we’ll reach around your room.
	We’ll twist around your door and open it…
	To the early day sun.

				Sincerely,
					Twisted Hearts

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Cruelty To Humans

The runaway in the night;
		A note left to be read.
No chance to set it right;
		An overpowering dread.

The situation absurd;
		He wonders where to start.
Carefully chosen words;	
		A sword enters the heart.

Their lives left shattered;
		Both futures untold.
His life left shattered;
		By her actions much to bold.

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Critique

Mirror image of attitude
Desperation left a space
Overbearing love
Beaten to the chase

A negative issue
The new all time low
Nurturing the tattered heart
From a story you don’t know

Make it happen
There is reward
I’ll show you my soul
You bring the sword