sylvia spencer

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sylvia spencer Poems

81. Percy The Pea 6/5/2006
82. A Prayer Of Perfection 5/28/2006
83. An Endless Quest 5/6/2006
84. Togetherness 3/10/2006
85. The Poem 3/8/2006
86. Our Car The Jam Jar 3/8/2006
87. A Story In Print 10/8/2006
88. Where Have All The Children Gone 3/10/2006
89. A Misplaced Letter 3/16/2006
90. Friendly Harbours 3/9/2006
91. Had I Been Here Before 3/8/2006
92. A Knight In Shining Armour 6/5/2006
93. Dust 3/2/2006
94. Angels Psalm 8/30/2006
95. Alias Arthur 4/28/2005
96. Twilight 6/18/2006
97. A Date For Your Diary 10/13/2006
98. My Shadow 4/18/2006
99. Mr Bling 4/5/2006
100. Passages 3/2/2006
101. Is There A Key To Be Found 3/15/2006
102. Dawn Of Spring 3/26/2006
103. An Ageing Teddy Bear 4/2/2006
104. A View Across The Skyline 9/28/2006
105. A Large Chunk Of Disapearance 11/1/2006
106. Patience 5/5/2006
107. Death Of A Cabin Boy 6/19/2006
108. The Gift Of Writing 3/13/2006
109. Pain And Sorrow 5/9/2006
110. A Touch Of Love 5/10/2006
111. Sight Seeing 5/17/2006
112. A Collectors World 5/28/2006
113. A Battle For Supremacy, A Very Potty Story 6/8/2006
114. A Shopping Trip 6/14/2006
115. A Message To A Great Poet 5/25/2006
116. A Sad Life 7/1/2006
117. A Tall Story 8/20/2006
118. A Part Of Living 8/6/2006
119. A Winter Of Discontent 3/26/2006
120. Fog And Myth 4/11/2006

Comments about sylvia spencer

  • Scarlett Treat (8/9/2007 2:42:00 PM)

    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

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  • Vra Parody (9/29/2006 9:12:00 PM)

    one of the better writers at poem hunter...better than pretentious people who write incomprehensible crap...

  • Kee Thampi (9/13/2006 12:40:00 AM)

    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...

  • Lisa Wilkinson (6/2/2006 5:49:00 PM)

    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

  • Michael Shepherd (4/27/2006 11:02:00 AM)

    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

  • Janice M Pickett (3/30/2005 2:58:00 PM)

    Sylvia. I love your style. You are a really sweet person. Your poems are a picture of your character.

    Hugs
    Jan

  • Mary Nagy (3/21/2005 1:03:00 PM)

    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

Best Poem of sylvia spencer

A Cry For Help

Dont keep me hidden,
in this dark room,
please show me the sun,
so that I can bloom.
I know you kept me here,
just to keep me warm,
but now it is time,
to show me the dawn.
I am ready to flower,
I need some light,
and the warmth of the sun,
that shines so bright.
I have been shut away,
all winter long,
my bulb and stem,
are now extra strong.
My date is near,
to join all the rest,
and show off my trumpet
at it's very best.
I dont care where I stand,
or where I go,
I just want to put on,
a very good show.
I ...

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Twilight

The warm air stays amongst the shrubs as the daily
flowers close their buds.The sun has gone like a falling
crown to make way for the moon with that familiar frown.
This is the time when the air smells sweet and frogs come
out and dance at your feet. Honeysuckle and roses all in full
bloom, swaying in the breeze so you inhale the perfume.
Swallows flying in the sky catching insects as they fly.
Soft rain is falling but not for long, because the nightingale
is still singing his song.The d

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