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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
Sunrise
A pinkish-orange reflection upon the stratus clouds
With several hues of blue, overhead and way beyond
The trees are silhouette, still dark within their shadows
A spasm in my spine shakes the chill within the breeze
The sunlight starts to filter; a lighter shade of black
The deer; are unaware, as they graze across the field
I close my eyes a moment while I breathe this fresher air
I say a prayer of thankfulness; Thankful, I am here
Her arms then wrap around me; from behind, she pulls me close
She whispers me “good morning” as her coffee wafts delight
Her chin upon my shoulder, my hand is cupping hers
I take a sip of coffee as the sun begins to warm
I turn to her, to find her lips, to find her heart in mine
The day is finally warming as our bodies gently mold
As I open up my eyes to see her peaceful smile
The deer have wandered off, where the sun is not so bright
© 2017 Jeffrey Spencer
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
To Know She Still Loves Me
Was years ago meant to be an introduction
To thread a line; between, to one day reconnect
Was it chance that she and I had such affection
That all these years later, I would never forget
How the warmth of her smile still caress’s my heart
In fevered rhythm; thoughts, she is here in my arms
How our fitting bodies, now memories apart
Yet, these separate paths, bring me cause for alarm
A single note, I sing; through winds of changing times
A curious plea; will she hear my song, in tune
Will I hear an echo, second verse, sung in kind?
Or will I hear silence, as she fades ‘way, from view
As I lay here in wait, to her window she came
With a warm greeting smile, we had talked through the night
She spoke of happiness, and with joy: her new name
Then she asked about me, and I told her of mine
As the years have past by, through her window I’ve seen
What I know I have dreamed, so I leave her alone
A family of four with a home as pristine
But sometimes I see her, in the window, postponed
Till, one night she called me; silhouette in the door
Outstretching her arms, in an outline of sadness
And the closer I came, so much color; restored
I was lost in green eyes, in her safety. I nest
As our magnetic lips reminisce of our past
And just as I pictured: this, -our puzzle complete
Yet, without any words, like a dream it can’t last
A woman needs family, and so, she retreats
All my selfish desires will never take her away
For the chance that she, and I have this affection
I know that I love her, and that she feels the same
Was years ago meant, to be, an introduction
© 2018 Jeffrey Spencer
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
Animal Farm
The youth of today; the ‘avant-garde’ of new lingo, lost words
‘Ennui’ of wisdom, with a blatant ‘cacophony’ of disrespect
‘Carte blanche’ entitlements pave a highway to absurdity
What once was ‘anomaly’, has become, a ‘bona fide’ threat
The ‘élan’ of our youth, self-absorbed with the screen
Their windows to the world encumbered only by a charge
The character constraints abbreviate a slang stream
As an Orwellian ‘déjà vu’, eighty-four is not far
But these ‘dilettantes” of tech, with an emoji style speak
Will never, understand; the ‘baroque’ of a poem, makes you weak
Contest: 10 Words, 10 Lines 2
Sponsor: Silent One
1/17/2018
Required Words:
-Anomaly
-Avant-garde
-Baroque
-Bona fide
-Cacophony
-Carte blanche
-Déjà vu
-Dilettante
-Élan
-Ennui
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
With Love and Respect
An ungracious sea
Of turbulent thoughts
A virtuous course
Of dismay
The forsaken ports,
The hindered refuge,
The callous advice
Of disgrace
In a perfect storm
Came a tranquil calm
As a ray of hope;
I can breathe
With brilliant display
The darkness is slain
You guided me back
Out to sea
With love and respect
I’ll never forget
Your kindness
© 2018 Jeffrey Spencer
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
Ali
I’m so glad that our paths have crossed again
After all of those years, have passed us by
I took a journey without all my friends
In search of myself to lose a disguise
A second time, by chance, our paths have crossed
And I’ve given thought to what it may mean
Have I found my way, Of years being lost
Am I coming home. Have I found my ‘me’
Since we met again after all those years
I came to find out, you have lost your Dad
He was a good man, I know you held dear
But I wasn’t there, at a time, so sad
Again, we move on, direction unknown
But I hope as friends, we ‘come, again close
6/30/2018
Contest: End of June Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
1st Place
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
(A Weeping Willow Mourns)
Queen Willow, Still Weeps
Weeping on a hill, north
Swaying, with a lonely pang
Taking in the sun’s warmth
For tonight, she WILL reign
Misunderstood, by stiff older trees
Standing together, her lies believed
For the power, she lusts
She laughs, the wind gusts
Her flexibility, ensures her throne
Mourning dawns…. she stands alone
Contest: 10 Lines, 5 Words II
Theme: A Weeping Willow Mourns
Sponsor: Laura Loo
1/16/18
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
The Human Race, 2017
There is no ‘White Supremacy’; there is no ‘Black Lives Matter’
But who has been refueling
To make this hatred fatter
It's never black and white, but everything in between
We are; The Human Race
And we differ in how we see
There is no ‘Rich Vs. Poor’; yet, less a ‘Middle Class’
Who is growing our dependencies?
To control the way we act
Where have gone the dreamers; small business, building lives
Who is costing us our future?
With taxes, fees, and lies
The pros and cons of history, so, why should statues fall?
Another way devised to blind us
And to keep the racial stalls
We are all in this together, and together we must stand
To recognize each other
To serve the common man
We are all in this together, and together we’ll be strong
Remember: We The People
Cause politics, will always, ‘play’ us wrong
© 2017 Jeffrey Spencer
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
With Love And Respect
The time has now come
when your path will change
and all that I'll have
is a memory
And though you may say
that we are still friends
I know that this will
be goodbye
I know that we are
and nothing more than
two people who've walked
the same way
But you were the light
when I couldn’t see
that guided me back
to myself
With love and respect
I’ll never forget
your kindness
© 2017 Jeffrey Spencer
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
She Waves, Goodbye
Of all the waves crashing on the shore
Of all the songs on the radio
There’s still the one washing over me
That takes me back in the undertow
The April sun, North Myrtle Beach
My feet are sinking in the sand
Retreating waters under foot
The tide is high; she took my hand
I turned to see, this cresting wave
I took a leap and dived toward shore
She took me in and cradled me
I held my breath, as time was short
I kept myself stream-lined strong
The water rushed across my skin
We bodysurfed all afternoon
But shallow waters, I tumbled in
And then, we had to say goodbye
Of all the waves crashing on the shore
Of all the songs on the radio
There’s still the one rushing over me
That takes me back in the undertow
The April sun, Rehoboth Beach
My heart is sinking in the sand
She’s still the one rushing over me
And there she is, with another man
“Love Bites”
© 2017 Jeffrey Spencer
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Jeffrey Spencer Poem
The Rhythm Of My Heart
I stole a picture from your wall
Cause I need, see your face today
When all good things in life have stalled
I close my eyes; take me away
I’m on the outside looking in
I hope one day we meet again
And though we are, so far, apart
(We’re not apart, inside our hearts)
We sync the rhythm, of our hearts
I need to see you, without dreams
To feel your body next to mine
You are the only one I need
I only live, to see in time
I’m on the outside looking in
I hope one day we meet again
And though we are, so far, apart
(We’re not apart, inside our hearts)
We sync the rhythm, of our hearts
MUSIC BREAK:
I hope you’re happy until when
The time will come when you and I
And if that time is just pretend
(Don’t let it end)
If you are happy, I’ll get by
I’m on the outside looking in
I hope one day we meet again
And though we are, so far, apart
(We’re not apart, inside our hearts)
We sync the rhythm, of our hearts
I’m on the outside looking in
And though we are, so far, apart
(We’re not apart, inside our hearts)
I hope one day we meet again
(Don’t let it end)
To sync the rhythm, of our hearts
We sync the rhythm, of our hearts
You are the rhythm, of my…. Heart
© 2018 Jeffrey Spencer
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