Why doesn’t the smile on your lips
show in a twinkle in your eyes?
What false bravado are you bearing
with that expression that tells lies?
Your poem is very intriguing!
The epitome of a short, yet very sweet poem.
Thank you, Simon.
No twinkle, no life.
Dead eyes always seem like a terrible sign to me.
Wow, Shawn! I’m taken aback by the purity and honesty of this piece. So simple yet very touching
Sweet challenge! Superb!
… and the next one ? I received the email, but the post has been omitted.
While I’ve been on campus with my mega-course load, I have been writing and pre-loading poems 2 or 3 days in advance. Somehow last night ‘publish’ got hit instead of ‘schedule’ so I had to change the date, which unfortunately, meant a dead link for you. You will see that one on Tuesday, I believe. Sorry, Howard!
This reminded me of when our firstborn was a baby and my husband’s college roommate, Bob, came to visit. Like most babies at that age, our daughter would smile back if you smiled at her. When Bob “fake-smiled” she would not smile back, but she would if there was a real smile, even when he covered his mouth and she could only see his eyes. Babies know when a smile is genuine; sometimes, older people are not so attentive.
Oh! I like that story!
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Shawn Bird is a high school English teacher, poet, and YA author in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary and a former Rotary Youth Exchange Student.
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