Shawn L. Bird

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

poem- impatiently February 28, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:49 am
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If I refuse to wear my boots,

choose a light jacket instead of that coat,

keep my feet on gravel, ignore snow piles,

can I force winter to go?

Beguile spring with my wiles?

 

poem-slowly coming February 26, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:58 pm
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Periwinkle sky

In the eaves trough tinkle the trickles

of melting snow.

Hope for spring

burst by tomorrow’s

forecast.

 

poem- lost February 18, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:58 am
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The tireless effort
wire wrapped embraces
stone heart.

She longs for something
someone who will repay
the tireless effort,

Some soul
to respond to her
wire wrapped embraces,

Anything to touch her,
to re-awaken her long
stone heart.

(another Cascade poem)

 

 

poem-change in the wind February 10, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:05 am
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Each day I arrive here

Look around

and notice it feels less like home.

Remember laughter,

feel their dreaming,

it’s all still here,

but where are my desires leading?

Could this all be coming to a close?

Are talent, skills, and luck

coalescing into

something new?

 

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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