Shawn L. Bird

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Concussed September 14, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:20 pm
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This concussion is a constriction

squeezing my head like a snake

hugging my eyes closed.

Light pressure. Dark daylight.

Just a little inconvenience.

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poem-hack December 14, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:45 pm
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I’m tired of this hacking cough

I wish these bugs would bugger off.

It’s hard to breathe; I’m prone to sneeze.

I wish this cough would stop!

 

poem- Mom September 14, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 6:46 pm
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Today is my mom’s 86th birthday, so I wrote her a poem:

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My mother is a sewing machine

Stitching life together like a quilt.

She can make anything grow

as the needle whirs and punctures

Creating history.

 

poem- oasis August 30, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:42 pm
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Small oasis.

Forest of calm

amid desiccating storm.

Drop of water.

Rest.

 

poetry is May 13, 2012

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:38 am
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poetry is art in words:

the visual spoken,

essence distilled,

passion

revealed.

 

promise April 21, 2012

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:16 am
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Sometimes you capture the most lovely phrases in conversations around you, and they beg to be put into a poem…

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You are the promise I made to myself,

A gift worth the challenges faced.

You are the promise I dream in faith,

A gift worth the challenges raced.

You are the promise I made to myself.

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I will fulfil your specific yearning, 

A gift of my heart and my time.

I will fulfil the goals unfurling,

A gift of my love and my rhyme.

I will fulfil your specific yearning.

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You are the promise I made to myself.

 

 
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