Subliminal Perception

POEMS BY HOLLY SPENCER

subliminal perception

The sunlight wakes the dormant life

The mind it struggles with the strife

A phoenix moves with wondrous eyes

The fire grows with binding ties

A stranger he waves

His smile is bright

Remembering this on the edge of night

The moonlight glows

A ghost I see

Beyond . . . my realm of reality

A spiritual muse

Entices me in

Away from a world where I've always been

Playing with fire

Riding the wave

I still can't seem, to change my day

Is it all in my head?

Is it real -- is it not

Am I totally ready to change the plot?

Copyright©2010 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.

A Kiss Goodnight

You dark and sinister bastard

Why did you visit me that way?

I didn't see you coming on that unsuspecting day.

I never heard a word from you,

Nor did I feel your breath.

I didn't see you watching me while I lay there at rest.

You waited there for a moment right

And then you made your move.

You leaned in for the kiss of death

And surely I would swoon.

I don't know why you changed your mind, nor do I really care.

A stolen kiss to take my soul

Is just too much to bear.

Be gone with you, do not come back I have my life to live.

Some day when I am old and gray

That kiss you then can give.

Copyright©2011 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.

posted on Almost Dead Poets Society, July 23, 2011, Facebook

In Spite of it All

I fall in love with you

In spite of myself

Everything you do

My eyes in awe --

Yet everything I do

You opaquely disregard

Now you've weaved a web

And drawn me in

And love me every now and then

You are my master

I am your pawn

I make no move

Without your command

You love me, yes?

As you do say

Or love this game

With me you play

Why do I love this game

In spite of myself?

Copyright©2011 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.

posted on Almost Dead Poets Society, July 23, 2011, Facebook

IT'S NOT -- MY WEINER

Just don't know what to say.

You're the topic of the day

Had the power in your hand

To abuse all over the land

Ok so you were elected

And your wife you soon neglected

Reality -- so does bite

So you trip to cyber night

All the virtual pretty girls

Got YOUR head all in a swirl

Stick your finger in the pie

Then tell a mountain full of lies

Next time you show your dick

Don't be such a twit

Learn -- a little -- computer savvy

So we all miss -- MR. HAPPY.

Copyright©2011 Holly Spencer. All rights reserved.

Sunday Nite Poetry Chill & Thrill, June 26, 2011

THANKS, HOLLY, FOR LETTING ME SHARE YOUR POEMS.

GREAT JOB!

Dawn