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Sunrise

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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To Know She Still Loves Me

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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-- With Love, and Respect --

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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Animal Farm

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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Ali

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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Queen Willow, Still Weeps

(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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The Human Race 2017

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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White

White

White is discrimination
As an idea, is retardation
I have tried to be patient
But we live in a world, of fools

White is merely one color
An adjective, for anoth’or
No ONE, is inferior
Until that someONE is acting, the fool

Without all the facts to know someone new
How can you judge what someone will do
Or who they will be or where they come from
Let’s all get along, all people as one

So much has changed from the way that things were
The seats on the bus, the crosses that burned
The K.K.K., the Black Panthers, the blood
All this hatred, should be, nipped in the bud

It took a long time but we made it through
Not all have changed but, those wrong are of few
I hope for the best to now turn the page
To never forget, but KNOW how we’ve changed

A change for the better, then, three steps back
Eight years in office, a leftist attack
The past is now gone, so leave it ALONE
Again, we’ll move on, as HUMANS, so prone

All these words used in hate
The ignorance, that taints
A problem, not faint
Do you mean what you say, when you say it

As a word used before
To ‘retard’, let’s explore
If it’s used to deplore
Do you know whom you hurt, when you say it

May Martin Luther King, Rest In Peace


Contest: What Is White?
Sponsor: Debbie Guzzi
1/12/2018

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With Love and Respect

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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Love Is Enough

Love Is Enough

He sits alone on the front porch; elbows on knees and head in hands
Not a soul around at this ungodly hour to see him cry
His shaky breath is painful as he struggles through constriction
"What else can I do to get ahead"

He steps softly through the house, peeking in upon his children
thankful for their smiles and joyous play
with a somber grin, he turns away into the kitchen where
scattered statements call him; "Am I good enough?"


6/26/2018
Contest: 8 lines of fate
Sponsor: Silent One

3rd place