On the highway
blinking, road blurring,
I should be sleeping,
not driving.
I can’t walk to bed
from here.
poem- leaps June 3, 2016
Fire raging behind and beside
………………………..A cliff before
………………………Nothing to do
……………………………………..but
.
.
………………………………………………leap.
.
.
poem- deep June 11, 2014
This isn’t silence
This is you
thinking
cogs whirring
thoughts stirring
trolling the bottom
of the ocean
for the solution
to your dilemma,
resolving the conflict
with yourself.
Shawn L. Bird 