Shawn L. Bird

Original poetry, commentary, and fiction. All copyrights reserved.

poem-not offended November 2, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:29 am
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Your words cannot offend.

I don’t depend on faulty interdiction.

Sometimes encouragement sounds like doubt.

Mona Lisa smile betrays my conviction:

Sure knowing I will transcend.

 

 

Poem- Someone tells you April 29, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:47 pm
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How do you find

the magical opportunity that transforms you?

How do you find

the courage to release your words

trust your ideas

show your vision.

How do you find

those places, waiting for you?

 

poem-truth and dare March 15, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:02 pm
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Here is the true thing, my children.

It is dark outside.

There are beasts with teeth and claws,

prepared to rip and tear you into tiny bits.

Oh, yes, my children,

it is dark outside.

You must beware.

.

But come, my children,

here is another true thing.

There is light outside.

It glows from windows and from hearts;

it pulls what’s apart, together, wrapping gleaming strands

of hope, that shimmer if you look just so.

See?

There in your heart: a star!

Dare, my children, to shine.

It is dark outside.

You must

Be light.

 

 

poem- There is a ghost… October 19, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:35 am
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…in my easy button.

.

Confident red circle

sits

in its isolation

on the desk

proclaims,

“That was easy!”

.

We hear the outbursts

amused from a distance,

that it appreciates

ataraxia.

.

Our brains may ache

with the effort

of learning,

.

but that red button

assures us

It wasn’t difficult

at all.

BUTTON

 

 

 

 

poem- scream August 11, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:00 pm
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My feet are too big

Those great shoes would look like canoes.

I’m too fat

no one would hire me.

My memory sucks

I could never share my words.

I can’t.

I’m not good enough.

I’m not.

SCREAM!

Seize your power!

Seize your words!

Scream them out!

Drown out self-doubt!

You are!

You are!

You ARE!

You are worthy.

You are worth it.

You are the only you.

You are the

only

you.

We

need

you

to embrace the you

we believe in.

We believe.

We believe

in your voice:

SCREAM!

 

poem-cracked March 20, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:13 am
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I am cracked earth,

parched red clay

shrinking in the sun.

You are water,

not a flood

pouring over, but

a gentle, constant rain,

infiltrating slowly,

waking dormant seeds,

bringing blossoms,

to barren hopes,

remaking me.

 

 

poem- small October 11, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:27 am
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You were so very small

pulling your limbs inside yourself

wearing a vacant scowl,

trying to turn yourself inside out

to avoid notice,

when we were all there

for you.

So much trauma to hide from.

so many layers of armour.

Will we ever see you drop the ballast

so you can fly?

.

.

Probably a few too many metaphors here, but the sentiments hold true.  May have to work on this one a bit more.

 

 
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