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i have written many poems but I have had only two plubished I started writing at school but because I am dislexick I gave it up. I love writing in any shape or form. give me a subject and i will write about it. I also write short stories and compositions.I was born in the south east of London and I lived there many years. Since moving to Norfolk I have written more, I enjoy the social side of ... more »
sylvia spencer Poems
Dont keep me hidden,
in this dark room,
please show me the sun,
so that I can bloom.... more »
There was once a cat called
Trouble-some Mac'fee,
who had a bad habit,
of inviting himself to tea.... more »
There is a street in every town that owns a house
called lonely. Then when your just passing by you might
just say, 'if only.
If only could mean a life time of thoughts but it does'nt cure... more »
I love life but does life love me when I have to cook
tea for a family of three.
One wants this and one wants that and between
those wants I have to feed the cat.... more »
A lonely heart sets the table but is she a Milly,
a Betty or a Mabel. Tea, coffee, cakes and ale
but outside there blows a gale. Sash cord windows
rattling like chains, thunder and lighting ...... more »
Born out of wedlock,
with a chip on his shoulder,
one that was as big,
as a cliff face, boulder.... more »
When my children were small,
we played a great, wet weather game.
One where we would travel,
on the Great Imagination Train.... more »
Comments about sylvia spencer
A Lonely Heart In A Thunderstorm
A lonely heart sets the table but is she a Milly,
a Betty or a Mabel. Tea, coffee, cakes and ale
but outside there blows a gale. Sash cord windows
rattling like chains, thunder and lighting tormenting her
brains. A frail old lady who always lays up for tea but no
one comes not even her family. As the rain pours down she
gives a little frown as she looks at a photo in her wedding
gown. A picture of love on her wedding day, a day she
never wanted to go away.Now all that's forgotton as the
clouds roll together, will her lonely heart stand up to this
gale force ...
Happy Endings beautiful poem.
If there is ANYONE at all on this site who can find fun in the stinky side of life, then Sylvia it is! ! It doesn't matter what subject she chooses, whether it is her cat, Mr. Pong, the neighbor's garbage...you name it, and Miss Rosie can find the fun in it. But that is not all she writes about. She finds the joy in a beautiful day,
the love she shares with others, just life itself. She is so much fun to know, and I treasure her friendship so very much! Scarlett
one of the better writers at poem hunter...better than pretentious people who write incomprehensible crap...
All great writes are really posed to in its simplicity and in its vivid colours of depictions. A travel to own past life of lyrics and lovely nature - driving to a unknown splurgely mad loves....Poet also makes new homely experiments with her own verses...
Sylvia has a great young sense of humour and is full of praise and encouragement for others. Her poems are varied and I do love Macafee the cat poem so if you have time read it. Its called The cat who came to tea. Bravo Sylv.x
Sylvia, your poetry is unique, sometimes I don't know whether to laugh or cry or manage both at once - so it's really good that you're going to be published so that others can enjoy you being you! Best wishes, Michael
Sylvia. I love your style. You are a really sweet person. Your poems are a picture of your character.
Hugs
Jan
Thank you for your comments on my 'old-age' poem...Of course I don't feel I am old, this poem was written with tonque in cheek...I am feeling older....but not old of course. My life gets better with each year so truly I enjoy the aging process more than most would think. Sincerely, Mary