sylvia spencer

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sylvia spencer Poems

161. A Basket Of Goodies 2/24/2007
162. A Bats Tale 2/16/2007
163. A Field That Saw A War 2/22/2006
164. A Clothes Line 3/22/2006
165. Ride The Imagination Train 4/28/2005
166. A Wayward Life 4/21/2005
167. A Lonely Heart In A Thunderstorm 9/14/2006
168. Happy Endings 2/23/2006
169. The Cat That Came To Tea 2/24/2006
170. A Cry For Help 2/20/2006
171. A Bunch Of Roses 4/11/2007
172. A House Called Lonely (A Trilogy In Three Parts) 8/19/2006

Comments about sylvia spencer

  • Devika (8/23/2019 6:03:00 AM)

    Happy Endings beautiful poem.

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  • 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...

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  • 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...

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  • 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

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  • 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

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  • 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

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  • 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

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Best Poem of sylvia spencer

A Bunch Of Roses

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.
Then the cat up's her nose and walks away
Why should I worry it's only a stray
A black and white moggy that the kids brought home
they felt sorry for it because it was all alone.
Now I am the owner of this fussy old cat
that's made its bed in my best Sunday hat.
I love life but does life love me, when I go
out shopping and the kids think its a spending spree.
One wants this and one wants that and ...

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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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