Shawn L. Bird

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poem-all goes old October 3, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:01 am
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The weather’s turned and now it’s fall
We’re buying school things at the mall
Weather reports show storms and squalls
And that is all. And that is all.

The summer stories have been told
The hills transformed are oh so bold
The trees have turned to red and gold.
The year is old. The year is old.

Too soon we’ll see blankets of snow.
The temperatures will drop quite low.
We’ll need a fire to thaw our toes.
So a year goes. So a year goes.

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This is a MONOTETRA poem. (1-4. mono= one for the rhyme, tetra=for the four lines)
8 syllable quatrains in AAAA rhyme scheme, with the fourth line in each stanza repeating 4 syllables.

 

poem-seasonal shift October 2, 2022

Filed under: poem — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:20 pm
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Yesterday
Leaping into leaves.
Today: snow
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This is a Kelly lune, a triplet poem with syllable count 3,5,3.

 

poem-autumn September 25, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:55 pm
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A Kelly lune:
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Leaves falling:

summer’s glorious

departure

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A Kelly lune is a triplet poem with syllable count of 3, 5, 3.

 

poem- change in the wind August 28, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:05 pm
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Perhaps, this may be

the last back to school autumn

With next year’s falling leaves,

will I too be leaving

on the breeze ?

 

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-caught November 10, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:00 am
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Poor tree

still dressed in golden finery,

weighed down by winter’s haste.

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View from my class room 2020-11-09
 

poem- first flight September 25, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:07 pm
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A leaf grips tight

to where it sprung,

all through the summer storms.

But when autumn comes,

a leaf’s released,

to discover sky and more.

 

poem-special delivery August 31, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:14 pm
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Two raw hazelnuts on the back deck.
Delivery from a rat? a squirrel? a passing crow?
I guess that’s something we’ll never know.

 

poem- work party October 23, 2018

Squirrel boss curses

clumsy workers as chestnuts

clatter past branches.

 

Class assignment:

Find an example of

alliteration

assonance

onomatopoeia

personification

Find 2 examples of consonance.

Go! 🙂

 

 

 

poem- golden October 19, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:33 am
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We wind through shadows

shimmering within touching distance of cloud,

and you appear,

golden valley

illuminated like a glimpse of heaven,

glistening beauty in the morning glow.

Shadows driven away,

by hope for this new day.

 

 
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