More Poems by Holly SpencerMisconception
Unspoken words
Gestures and expressions
Unacquainted souls
Common ground
Uncommon contemplations
Absurdity
Spoken words
Misinterpretation
Cumbersome consequence
Adverse conclusion
Unspoken words
Gestures and expressions
Unacquainted souls
Common ground
Uncommon contemplations
Absurdity
Spoken words
Misinterpretation
Cumbersome consequence
Adverse conclusion
Copyright©2011 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.
Posted July 10, 2011 on Almost Dead Poets Society, Facebook
Yesterday
I coulda, shoulda, woulda
But I didn’t.
Que’ Sera Sera,
Flyin’ by the seat of my pants
Didda didda didda
Thinkin, plannin, plottin
Never did wanna- wanna
Livin’ like a cat landin’ on all fours
Luck ’a lucka lucka
But THAT was yesterday...
But I didn’t.
Que’ Sera Sera,
Flyin’ by the seat of my pants
Didda didda didda
Thinkin, plannin, plottin
Never did wanna- wanna
Livin’ like a cat landin’ on all fours
Luck ’a lucka lucka
But THAT was yesterday...
Copyright©2011 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.
Posted July 4, 2011 on Almost Dead Poets Society, Facebook
Mattina Buio
The morning light wakes the songbirds
They greet the dawn with a cheerful voice
But the hush of a darkened room
Keeps me dutifully unaware
With no willingness to emerge
From the foreboding solace
Where is that bright light of my soul-
Has the night gone eternal?
Where did the calm of the waves within me, run-
Did it all go dry- to leave a desert storm swirling in my head?
I have switched places with a parallel universe-
One that has now stolen my tranquility-
I long for the world that I once knew
A quantum leap and I could be there
Doing things I once had without any care
I push and I pull, yet I still cannot see
That parallel world that lives around me.
The morning light wakes the songbirds
They greet the dawn with a cheerful voice
But the hush of a darkened room
Keeps me dutifully unaware
With no willingness to emerge
From the foreboding solace
Where is that bright light of my soul-
Has the night gone eternal?
Where did the calm of the waves within me, run-
Did it all go dry- to leave a desert storm swirling in my head?
I have switched places with a parallel universe-
One that has now stolen my tranquility-
I long for the world that I once knew
A quantum leap and I could be there
Doing things I once had without any care
I push and I pull, yet I still cannot see
That parallel world that lives around me.
Copyright©2011 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.
Posted June 19, 2011 on Almost Dead Poets Society, Facebook
THANKS AGAIN, HOLLY, I REALLY LIKE THESE!
Dawn
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