That light in your eye
gives me hope. The glint of
possibility twinkles there.
I am excited by the symphony
you’re embracing as you
attempt novelty.
poem-thinking of you September 3, 2017
Today, I’m thinking of you,
new friend, met for a weekend,
those intense moments of stretching
ourselves into expectation,
birthing pains.
I find your words here,
between the pages,
and hear the anguish of your loss.
I remember our late night conversation,
the smile you fought for as you shared.
I’m thinking of you,
and wishing you lightness,
today.
quote- beginning August 27, 2017
“There will come a time when you believe everything is finished. That will be the beginning.”
― Louis L’Amour, Lonely on the Mountain
poem-mercy August 23, 2017
Mercy!
arm twisting brother menacing.
Mercy!
sexually charged boyfriend pressuring.
Mercy!
power hungry supervisor pushing.
Mercy!
posturing presidents endangering.
Mercy!
infuriated people demanding.
poem-feeding birds (again) August 20, 2017
The chickadees are spreading the word,
New restaurant in the neighbourhood!
Oh, such gossip and chatter in the trees,
when I’ve filled the feeder with sunflower seeds!
Poem-beauty August 14, 2017
Bath
twice shampooed
hair conditioned.
Five hours on the table:
brushed,
de-matted,
brushed some more,
combed
shaved,
scissored,
scissored,
scissored.
Gorgeous poodle emerges,
from scruffy mess.
.
.
(my boy is in a historically correct Continental clip, but we’ve been travelling and it’s grown out. We’re now visiting his breeder, who ‘for fun’ gave him the whole beauty treatment. Wowza. It’s not as much hair as a show cut, but it is incredibly impressive. More work tomorrow!)
poem- scream August 11, 2017
My feet are too big
Those great shoes would look like canoes.
I’m too fat
no one would hire me.
My memory sucks
I could never share my words.
I can’t.
I’m not good enough.
I’m not.
SCREAM!
Seize your power!
Seize your words!
Scream them out!
Drown out self-doubt!
You are!
You are!
You ARE!
You are worthy.
You are worth it.
You are the only you.
You are the
only
you.
We
need
you
to embrace the you
we believe in.
We believe.
We believe
in your voice:
SCREAM!
poem-bereft August 8, 2017
Two days
Twice bereft
Two losses
barely found.
Possibility snatched away
leaves me
longing.
poem-code August 2, 2017
I read your words
poetic rendering
of a message you
send to the world.
I read your words
seeking for your
meaning. Seeking
without success.
I read your words
and they are only
bar bar babble.
Your words shout
they moan and cry.
I read your words
but I can’t find
your message.
I read your words,
but
I am not your
cryptographer.
Shawn L. Bird 