Shawn L. Bird

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poem-perspectives April 4, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:35 pm
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NaPoWriMo.net prompt to use a photo from @SpaceLiminalBot’s feed for inspiration:

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It’s all about perspective, isn’t it?

Pandemic confusion.

I’m swimming in a world gone awry

looking for the ladder of escape

which way’s up?

 

poem-Listen Carefully-paint chip poetry April 3, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 6:13 pm
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Today’s prompt from NaPoWriMo.net involves making a universal deck of 100 words and then drawing a couple of words. I don’t have time or inclination to do that, but I do have this lovely Paint Chip Poetry kit, and that seems to suit the spirit of the prompt.

I received my Paint Chip Poetry kit from my Writerly Kit Subscription Box, a fun box of writerly inspiration that arrives in my mailbox ever couple of months. I’ve even been a feature writer for the kit, which was an honour.

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LISTEN CAREFULLY

Lunar bramble

lap swim

grizzly gargoyle

penny… tea leaves…

marachino heartbeat

baby sweater

tickled pink.

May be an image of indoor and text that says "Paint LISTEN CAREFULLY Poetry Prompt maraschino heartbeat baby sweater tickledpink"

I quite like how there’s a whole story unfolding in this one! It reminds me of this family legend:
A gypsy told my paternal grandmother that she would have a grand-daughter. Since Dad’s wife at the time couldn’t have kids, and they’d adopted 3 boys, it was thought impossible. But Dad had a second wife, and when my grandmother was 86, she got to hold me! She died the following year.

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poem-Not That Road April 2, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:10 pm
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That way lies madness, dear.

Keep your eyes on the path you chose.

What might have been?

What could have been?

All dangerous conjecture.

Embrace today.

Celebrate this self, right here.

Right now.

Embrace what is.

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.NaPoWriMo Day 2 The official prompt from napowrimo.net today: Explore your own “Road not Taken”

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poem-glow? April 1, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:31 pm
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Oh, yeah.

I used to gleam.

Shining sparkling day-glo shimmer

You know what I mean?

But Covid, man.

It’s worn me out.

Dulled my bright-light

What’s this exhaustion about?

It’s just going to work,

same as before

Just wearing a mask

washing hands, washing hands, and washing some more.

What’s so tiring about that?

I have absolutely no clue

But I’m heading to bed now at dinner time.

How are you?

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#NaPoWriMo Day 1. The official prompt from napowrimo.net was a video that triggered my TBI sensory over-load so I couldn’t watch it. :-/ I’ve come home from work, and again it’s not even 6 p.m. and I’m ready to crawl into bed with an eye mask, a heating pad, and an audio book. I can’t believe how exhausted I am all the time now! How’s a girl supposed to get poetry written, let alone books and stories! Arg. I hope you’re feeling less exhausted.

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poem-spring? March 28, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:15 pm
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Geese call
mournful fly past.
The year is reborn
Why does my heart
hear autumn’s sorrow?

 

poem-The Stories they tell March 16, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:53 pm
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Here is a ‘black out’ poem, aka ‘erasure’ poem. This is a type of found poetry. The text from this one comes from Janet Whitehead’s book Beyond All Imaginings.

May be an illustration
 

poem- far, far away March 10, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:35 pm
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I just received my Writerly Kit, and was delighted to discover this month’s cool item: Paint Chip Poetry. Here is my first poem.

Far, far away

hot lava, fire, ember
jasmine tea leaves
lost balloon

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poem- He’s sitting there beside her March 9, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:59 am
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I sit down across from them

meet his melancholy eyes,

give him a sad smile, whisper

“I’m so sorry for your loss.”

He nods, glancing longingly at his wife

before I remember,

he’s the one

we lost.

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(RIP Rob. Thanks for the dream visit).

 

poem-springing March 8, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:52 am
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Oh my!

Blue sky!

If only the promises could be true

that this is is just a preview.

Has spring finally arrived?

 

poem- Poetic Ballet March 7, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:51 am
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Our words

are legacy.

Our hopes, fears, and

dreams pirouette on pages

They jeté into hearts and minds

even after we’ve returned

Á terre.

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(In memory of poet Patrick Lane who left us one year ago today. A lesson I learned from him, “Use specificity in your poems. Don’t just dance, tango!”).

 

 
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