Shawn L. Bird

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poem-ten October 12, 2019

Filed under: Poetry,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:46 pm
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ten years ago

dream in pocket

breathless

learning to pitch a book

awed by everyone

talent

knowledge.

Wishing.

Today, I pull a bin

to my own author table.

I am awed at everything.

It’s just ten years.

Same space I pitched!

Now,

ten books to spread

for this event.

My words searching for homes.

A blink of time

those dreams

are truth.

.

.

I just realized that this month is the 10th anniversary of my first writing conference.  I bravely registered for one day of the Surrey International Writers’ Conference, took my husband and our exchange student to Vancouver. While they spent a day exploring, I pitched my first book to the publisher who would eventually offer me a contract for it and had my first blue pencil with a professional author (Meg Tilley).  Ten years later, I’ve been invited to sell at a Guest Author table, in the very same room I pitched in, and I will have ten books on my table to sell and sign.  How astonishing.  How quickly a decade passes! How amazing to see what happens when you take the risk!

 

poem-earnest November 28, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 6:41 pm
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She’s earnest

in all the best ways.

Plasters on that quivering smile

faces the crowd

does her best,

but her best

is not good enough.

Earnestness is not enough.

But I tried!

is not enough.

She needs to be committed

to earnest effort

toward excellence,

maybe for years,

and maybe even then

her earnest desire will not

be enough.

Desire must lead to skill

mingle with effort

sprinkle with luck

and maybe then

earnest will be

enough.

 

poem- planning August 4, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:30 am
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Tomorrow

I’m going to…

Tomorrow

I was going to…

Today

I must do…

 

 

 

poem-lingers April 10, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:15 am
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It’s all just possibility,

isn’t it?

The hopes

The dreams

The wishes.

What ifs that linger about us

orbiting like electrons, protons, neutrons

Actively giving us

possibilities

if only we can combine the other elements

to bring them to reality.

 

poem- exasperation November 15, 2016

Your desperation

leads me to exasperation

How many times do I tell you?

How many times did I tell you?

How many times will I tell you?

Too many.

Once more.

If you do it when you’re asked

Begin when assigned the task

You will not be desperate

and I will not exasperate.

 

poem- trust me August 1, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:41 pm
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It’s not in the wishes.

It’s in the moments.

The reality.

The day to day.

It’s in consistency.

Trust me.

 

poem-dull April 25, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:23 am
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Your wits are dull

Your eyes are glazed

Your ambitions are low

You are dull

There is nowhere

for you to go.

 

 
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