Shawn L. Bird

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poem- Thank you July 10, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:37 am
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Thank you

though you broke my heart into pieces

that never quite went back together the same way again,

Thank you.

You said I knew you better than anyone.  I floated on those words

hopeful they meant forever.

You knew and every word was true.

But knowing didn’t mean staying.

Knowing meant facing painful truths

Knowing didn’t erase you,

it released me.

Thank you.

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poem-loveless April 4, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:42 pm
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Oh, you said the words

“This one appreciates me for me!”

and I wonder what you call

that twenty-five years of steadfast devotion

that you tossed.

The weasel face beside you now

does not look like a fair trade

for the pain you caused.

You said those words once before,

if I recall, so perhaps he’ll taste the bitter tang

of your boredom someday.

In the meantime,

we really should just let you go,

and welcome the joy that’s possible

now the wounds have healed.

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http://www.napowrimo.net prompt for Day 4- a love poem without the cliches or a break up poem.

 

poem-hollow January 31, 2015

Her belly is hollow.

Once it was filled with him,

but she has been excavated

and spun into emptiness.

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Her head is hollow.

Once it was filled with him,

but she has been desolated

and spun into heaviness.

.

Her life is hollow.

Once it was filled with him,

but she has been devastated

and spun into enviousness.

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Her hope was hollow.

Once it was filled with him,

but she has been extricated,

and spins into readiness

 

poem-voyageur January 26, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:44 am
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So you packed your canoe,

left a good man,

gave away that puppy,

you’d given to

those good boys,

those sweet little boys,

and rowed off to find yourself

on a river of their tears.

I hope the discovery

proves worth it

in the end.

 

poem- games December 16, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:33 pm
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Boy games

Aim young,

Convince the girls to give it up

believing that you love them

Dump, Laugh, put another notch

on your belt.

Leave broken hearts

and bad kharma behind you.

Girls can be devious,

don’t be surprised

when the downtrodden

rise, and eliminate the cause

of your pleasure.

Live by the sword

Die by the sword

after all.

 

haiku-farewell April 25, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:41 am
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You speak gentle words

parting with empty promises.

Our dream has died

 

 
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