Shawn L. Bird

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poem- leavings July 15, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:29 pm
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Reaching inside the chair

.     deep in the cushions

.     I am sliced by a workman’s

.     lost staple pack

.     sharp edges up.

.     It tears my flesh,

.     leaves my blood on the leather.

Sometimes, behind us

.     we leave words

.     meant for construction.

Sometimes,

.     our leavings

.     bite.

 

 

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poem-window salvage August 20, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:44 pm
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The iridescent cellophane

of dragonfly wings

would make excellent

windows in an

insect cathedral.

The colony queen

could sip nectar

from the jeweled flagon

of dragonfly body

and make a benediction

to beauty and sacrifice.

 

 

 
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