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Sunday, August 8th 2004
I wrote this for an online contest.
The Prize
By Marissa A Spencer
“Shhh…. yer gonna wake em up! Shhhh… I tell ye… Shaddup!” In the darkness a soft splash was heard then a loud clang. Gruntbag whispers as he feels along in the fetid darkness, “Lumpwart! How are we supposed to steal that prize with you making such an awful racket?” More >
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Sunday, August 8th 2004
Soon
You are waiting aren’t you?
When will I finally understand?
So patient More >
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Saturday, August 7th 2004
No Magic
I heard it muttered that there is no magic in the world
The slamming doors of imagination closed in
And they stood there alone in the cold. More >
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Friday, August 6th 2004
Am I Haunted?
Perhaps I am haunted.
Are there two shadows by my side?
Whose whispers do I hear?
Is it you who is inside? More >
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 Tuesday, August 3rd 2004
painting named Pan Psyche by Burne Jones
Lost Forever
Release me not wild,sweet Pan
I feel in the wind the heart of a man More >
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Monday, August 2nd 2004
Points of Light
Summer's eve, as the twilight darkened.
The stars did make their welcome, More >
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Sunday, August 1st 2004
The Midnight Ride
She batted her eyes and smiled winsomely,
While the storm raged outside.
The fire was warm as he turned so handsomely,
Hoping for a midnight ride.
To gallop the freezing night away,
Crying aloud, giving in full sway.
As his eyes opened wide,she had nothing to hide,
And they rode till the break of day. More >
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 Saturday, July 31st 2004
Let Go
The darkness sleeps
I can feel the cool, soft air
It is breathing, slowly
How the light seems harsh! More >
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 Thursday, July 29th 2004
When my youngest was around 4 or 5 he simply... was too cute to have those lush curls... lol
Locks of Sun
I cut my wee boy’s curls today.
They were like wisps of spinning gold. More >
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 Wednesday, July 28th 2004
All I Need To Know
Let us gather, make it quiet time,
Soften meter, song and rhyme. More >
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Monday, July 26th 2004
In the Darkness
You tease my aching, tired heart
I lay in the darkness, in mesmerized silence
When in the formless void of vision
Your face and form are drawn before me More >
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 Monday, July 26th 2004
On The Wings of Hope
On the wings of hope we live
That none walk in shadow’s path
Or wander in the lonely bracken
May we beckon with soft whispers More >
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Sunday, July 25th 2004
The Specter's Hand
The specter's hand held forth the flame
It hovered above his withered palm,
As he walked the darkness with eerie calm.
Again he raises his hand up high,
Seeking out the ones to blame. More >
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Friday, July 23rd 2004
By Fate's Decree
Whispered ardor in my dreams…
Fiery notes are played for me.
What depths shall I in the vortex fall?
Am I lost by fate's decree?
While your love, like errant sunbeams
Burst forth, enthrall. More >
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 Wednesday, July 21st 2004
Chapter 1: Ford Theater and me.
In the late summer of 1999 I was fortunate to have an opportunity to go to Washington D.C. I had gone to be at the poetry convention. That was just an excuse to see the Smithsonian. I would like to recount an odd experience I had there in our grand Capitol. More >
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 Tuesday, July 20th 2004
Meeting of Minds
There’s a meeting of minds ‘tween you and I,
Not defined by rules or wrought design.
Somehow it’s grown to exemplify,
The spirit joining of yours and mine More >
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 Monday, July 19th 2004
Summer
Summer's hot gestures beckon me to cool resting waters
Brings my searing brow yearning for splashes
And giggles and sand in my shoes
For leapings and laughings
Rope swings and squealing twirls
Sunburnt boys and freckled girls
Frogs beware or they will soon ensnare
Your slimy wet greeness.
Oops!
Splash!
There he goes.
© July 31,2000Marissa A Spencer More >
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 Monday, July 19th 2004
THIS WAS WRITTEN TO ME...I think it is beautiful. Wish I could take credit for it! lol
Come Rest
Come by the brook and rest your silk wings
Nestle near the stones thrown up from the lost cellars of time More >
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 Saturday, July 17th 2004
Sun God’s Caress
The sun burns my holo-white skin
Needles of flowing, piercing distress
Spare me, oh Ra, from your ire
Stop the transfiguring heat from within
Hide me from the Sun God’s caress
From the eye’s searing temple of fire More >
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 Friday, July 16th 2004
Oh Mouse!
Mouse oh mouse you do not work
Push or pull or gently jerk
You roll around without a care
Missing teeth, paws and hair More >
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 Thursday, July 15th 2004
Loving Done
Fingers trailing along my skin
Fire without and fire within
Freshly touched like morning dew
Fully loved by only you More >
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 Wednesday, July 14th 2004
Softly Keep
I picked a sweet pink rose today,
And took it in without delay.
A rose like those we once grew,
Made me feel at once brand new,
Mother, your face touched my mind,
Your smile so winsome, your eyes so kind.
I will remember those days gone by,
How we’d laugh and how we’d cry. More >
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 Wednesday, July 14th 2004
Our Feet in the Mist
Poised I see you there, a far flung star,
Out of reach, but burning hotly.
A solitary fire fed by my thoughts.
And you knowing the beacon sent. More >
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 Monday, July 12th 2004
Half Remembered
In that secret place the water flows to the valley,
We gaze from the high mountain.
The breeze touches my face and I feel free,
To see the green of the valley with its grass and tree.
Turning, I smile at him and I wonder who he is.
How did he find me in my quietude?
He knows the secrets and he smiles. More >
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 Sunday, July 11th 2004
A rhyming one... put it up just for you celestial dear *grins
hope you like it
marissa
The Moonflower Bloom
Will I sleep in the dreamtime midst the moonflower bloom,
To wait for your face to come into my room?
Will you hasten to hold me until the bright dawn,
To rock me and love me till the evening is gone? More >
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