Shawn L. Bird

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poem-leaps April 24, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:00 pm
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We’re at the precipice

You and I.

You’re in the harness,

tethered to a kite,

ready to leap.

I lean back from the edge,

Nervous of wings

Air currents,

carrying you away,

dropping you

where?

 

Mountains

Valleys

Tangling into trees,

I like safety

Side lines

You see

Sight lines

inclines

outlines

freedom.

You leap.

I wonder what will be

What all this means for me.

 

 

 

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poem- overheard April 23, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:00 am
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He’s just not that into you

The world is large and full of fish

swimming through plastic

bread bag jellyfish by the belly full

Walk, don’t run!

Dead man’s float

Be a Star fish, children!

I can make you a star, baby!

Grow a limb

Waggle pseudopods

False feet

Steppin’ out with my baby

Can’t go wrong, when it’s this right

Mr. Right’s all wrong again

Really,

the problem is

She’s just not into him,

Move on!

How much is that doggy in the window?

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NaPoWriMo prompt for today is to write a poem that sounds like it’s meant to be spoken aloud.  The examples were constructed with juxtaposition of original words with snippets of commonly heard things, sayings, song lyrics, conversations, etc.

 

 

 

 

 

poem- hockey night at our house April 20, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:44 pm
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I turn on the TV:
Hockey commentary.
I am ten again.
Dad’s in the family room.
Whooping
Groaning
Arguing with the ref.
I feel a rush of nostalgia.
Turn the channel.

 

poem- rebellious

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:37 am
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It’s 4 20 on Poetry Friday.

Half my class is missing.

Are they taking the day off to celebrate

with a joint?

The rest of us are celebrating poetry,

writing to prompts, savouring

chocolate caramel cupcakes

and cheesecake brownies

(not THOSE kind of brownies).

We’re clean living poets,

saving rebellion

for after school.

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#Napowrimo prompt today was “Rebellion”

 

poem: The Game April 16, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:33 pm
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He serves: I’m working late

She returns: Sounds good. I think I’ll go out, myself

He lobs: Who are you going with?

She returns: Why does it matter?

He stretches, just manages: You might be in an accident.  I should know where to look.

She returns to the far corner: So I can stop into the office and see you this evening?

He turns too slowly, can’t reach far enough: Uh.

Zero love.

 

#NaPoWriMo prompt 16 about a game.

(Still writing poems that connect with my current novel writing project)

 

poem- at last April 12, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:13 am
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At last

you are shedding the neutral grey and white,

wrapping yourself in a green gown,

sparkling with iridescent dew

tumbling like velvet

into a glassy pool

still ice cold,

quivering on the brink.

Hear the promise:

morning chorus, finches singing

their hopeful hearts to spring.

 

#haibun (I hope!) for #NaPoWriMo Day 12

I’ve never tried a haibun before.  I hope I’ve caught the sense of them.

 

poem-vital April 11, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:55 am

Make things.
Bring nothingness into vitality
Be a creator