Shawn L. Bird

(If you should see a line from your poem in this, please link to it in the comments!)  Each line is taken from a poem on the blog roll, in order, backwards in time.

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I can’t sing you a sad song.

   patience for life’s lovers

      all these people,

         opened up,

              howl like children

                 for something different in these places.

Mermaids only dream

   our burning love.

I will not take

    first dandelions,

       each one a kiss

           weighing heavy on my heart.

Warm breath on my neck,

     I have burned.

I could write between the lines

     the many masks of the broken child:

        Rainbow sprays in the garden.

I love you still.

Lullaby sea

     has aged gracefully.

Time has taken

    the dewdrops of sadness

         awaiting damnation,

              silencing the crowds.

Blink of an eye,

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Today I’m thinking about all those times when we don’t hear what someone is saying to us very clearly, because we have our own agenda. Hearing the full truth may open a door we don’t want to open, but glorious things may be inside if we have courage to accept difficult changes.

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She’s gone this time

And it’s for good.

Don’t beg.  Don’t cry.

Because it’s good.

I know you can’t

See past your pain

And you wish all

Could be the same

She’s gone this time

And it’s for good.

Don’t beg.  Don’t cry.

Because it’s good.

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You’ve tried before

To re-arrange

A month or two

You make a change.

But if it’s about

Getting her back

You’re never changing

The greatest lack.

She’s gone this time

And it’s for good.

Don’t beg.  Don’t cry.

Because it’s good.

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Quit loving her

And love yourself

Take your…