I’m waiting
for inspiration
A brilliant thought
One that will change the world
But I keep being distracted
By Monty Python
and the Meaning of Life.
Hmmm.
Isn’t LIFE
the meaning?
Good news January 5, 2011
I’m silently shouting
And fighting the bounce
That threatens to explode me
Right out of the house
I am bursting quite gleefully
With the news you are touting.
.
I’m so desperate to share it
To tell one and all
That I’m quivering inside.
It’s so hard to stall
telling the news far and wide!
Oh! I simply can’t bare it!
.
It’s so hard to contain it
I can barely constrain it
I fight to restrain it
When I want to exclaim it!
.
.
But…
a secret’s a secret
and so will remain it.
🙂
Fluffy face who eats my couch January 4, 2011
Oh you are a cute fluffy face.
why is blood dripping from you when you pee?
Are you and your brother trying to ensure
I never get my leather couch?
$1000 in dental last month.
Will I spend several hundred
in tests and surgery this month?
I’m sure the vet does not need a new couch!
Please be healthy
fluffy face
(and other parts as well).
Christmas lights haiku December 24, 2010
The snow is dressed up
in a glistening gown for
an Aurora prom.
floating December 19, 2010
There is poetry floating
in the place between waking and dreaming.
There are words meant for grace
between taking and scheming.
There’s a joy born to be
in the stories we’re making
There’s a truth there for me
worth the undertaking.
monster fighting December 17, 2010
Green monsters pounding down the street
Shooting fire and roaring their helplessness
Small kindnesses are not always mercies
since they don’t mean there is hope
They meant she didn’t care any more.
Green monsters stomping all over you
You could have been keeping a safe distance
Building armour and a fortness of protection for yourself.
Fortresses keep out monsters.
Now you’re weakened from the attack
But the tools are still there.
Build the protection now.
Better late than never to raise the bricks and the sword
so you can stand up for yourself.
You can defeat the monster.
poem- teasing you December 16, 2010
Kitten
batting at a string
that dances just out of reach
planning
pouncing.
She tantalizes,
amused by
your desperate lunges.
She pulls the string
and leaves you grasping
nothing but air
and echoes
of her laughter.
mystery of misery December 10, 2010
The misery of your biology and history
are a catastrophe wrapped in mystery.
.
The history of your misery
hurries worries.
The catastrophe of the mystery
buries furies.
.
Your biology creates
a doxology
of apology.
.
Misery
is your
personal mystery,
and our
catastrophe.
.
.
Thinking about the impact of untreated mental illness upon relationships.
It was intriguing to play with quite closely related rhyme, repetition, and unifying consonance.
Love is shovelling the driveway December 8, 2010
The snow falls.
I push the shovel on the driveway
at half speed
missing you.
.
I miss listening to the
rhythmic racing
scrapes
across the driveway.
.
I miss you coming in
red from exertion,
frozen drips from your nose
your glasses frosted.
.
I miss kissing your cold lips
and wrapping you
in the warmth
of my thankfulness.
Missing you December 5, 2010
There is an empty place
where there should be your face
Be happy where you are
though it is much too far
Away, my love. from my embrace
Return.
I long to kiss your face.
Shawn L. Bird 