Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

Poem- I love your way of being in the world February 6, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:07 pm
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Your best feet forward

heels tapping

vamp it up

booting out negativity

sole savouring

stepping out

high kicking.

Squeal all together now:

“I LOVE your shoes!”

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poem-white February 5, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:14 pm
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The lake is gone

The sky is gone

The ground is gone

The world has faded into monochrome

I weary of winter.

 

poem-the old fridge died February 4, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:51 am
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You,

the mechanical miracle worker,

refuse to accept extermination.

Armed with Youtube videos

and an amp metre

you search for solutions,

find the secret place

frozen peas hide,

discover three decades of debris.

Determination pays:

You sit back, satisfied,

when hum and chilled air,

declare life.

Death defeated.

Obliteration blocked.

Cold box immaculate in revived vitality.

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poem-so like us January 31, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:42 am
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Remember

the necklace you gave me.

Four golden strands I wanted to love

for your sake.

Every time I wore it,

it turned into a tangled disaster,

wrapped up in itself.

So like us.

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Poem-spies January 30, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:49 pm
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A Facebook found poem, with thanks to Liz.
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Seven magpies
lined up on the roof
across from my office,
watching me.
Creepy.
They are not a poem.
This is not a poem.
Not at all.
Creepy magpie
spy
poem.
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poem- begin again January 27, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:10 pm
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See the tense bodies, tentative smiles,

step through the door into new beginnings,

slip into a new desk, a new view,

ready?

Stretch understandings,

begin again!

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poem- snow piles January 20, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:36 pm
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Narrow views

All white perspective

Cut down the plow pile

Find an eye hole

Explore more than your white world.

 

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