The sky is white
dotted with turquoise,
mountain silhouettes
carved on the horizon,
one tree branch curls
like a finger,
beckoning
to adventure.
poem-breeze July 1, 2016
Leaves wave
from tree tops
Some exhuberant,
amazed to greet the sky,
some, more lazily,
wave with sighs
poem-breath time June 25, 2016
Time for breath
at last.
Breathe in freedom
from responsibilities,
to anyone but myself.
Inhale inspiration
Exhale exhaustion
Breathe free.
poem-present June 24, 2016
This day is wrapped in grey,
tied with a bow.
I know that whatever I say
you must decide whether
to find gloom in the grey,
or bloom in the glow of the bow.
poem- glimpse June 23, 2016
I laughed a little
remembering you,
saw a glimpse of your smile
between two clouds,
felt the comfort only you could give,
wished you were here
for more than a
glimpse.
poem- hatted June 22, 2016
A jaunty hat catches eyes
inspires a smile.
A jaunty hat always tries
to beguile
but it’s too happy to seduce
its morals are not loose
That hat’s a joyful
welcome mat to fun.
poem-sigh June 21, 2016
Your world is a place of melodrama.
Teacups can’t contain the tempests that turn around you.
Moles man earth movers making mountains.
Stop.
Breathe.
There are so many bigger things in the world,
like poverty, war, disease.
In the scheme of things, that she looked at you funny,
or he didn’t return your tweet,
is worth less than a shrug.
Truly, if you live in a land at peace,
your life is sweet.
Shawn L. Bird 