Shawn L. Bird

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poem- roots December 19, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:35 am
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And what of you?

Do dark mornings creep around your heart

Reaching through night

Pushing past sight to wrap you tightly

In tomorrow?

What of you?

Your lonely walk, your feet tapping

On cobblestones in ancestral towns,

tripping on the roots of the family tree;

calamity or peace?

I see the dream

That’s you.

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poem- My daughter says July 8, 2017

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:55 pm
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My daughter says

.   my hair’s too long;

.   it drags my formerly too round face

.   down.

My daughter says

.   my car’s too girlish;

.   pastel seats and butterflies

.   are frivolous.

My daughter says

.   my voice is too strident;

.   her ears are are hurt

.    by their happy cadence.

To my daughter I say

.    life’s too short to be

.    a fuddy-duddy*

.    before you’re thirty.

.

.

*fuddy-duddy: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fuddy-duddy

 

poem- circles June 7, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:34 am
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Spinning circles

mother

daughter mother

daughter

father

son father

son.

.

Apples falling

from apple trees

.

Same old punches

Same old stories

Same old shouts

Same old glories

.

Grandmothers,

  mothers, daughters

grandfathers,

fathers,  sons

.

No one steps out of the centrifuge

Spinning in

generations.

 

poem-baby April 2, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:17 pm
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Baby

you’re far away.

Maybe

you’ll come home with me.

Maybe

it will be.

Baby

I just wanna say

if someday you’re here with me

You’ll be my only baby

and I’ll love you

unconditionally.

.

.

(There might be a poodle puppy in my near future.  He needed a poem.  Maybe his poem should have been “One of these things is not like the others” because like me, he stands out in the group!  Guess which one?)  😉

 

poem-in praise of grey clouds March 26, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:57 am
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You’re overcast again,

a nearly perennial state,

but I have a colourful umbrella

for contingencies,

and I’m safe from sunburn.

Blue sky is beautiful, of course,

but the texture of tangled

shades of grey offering drama

has some appeal,

in small doses, at least.

 

 

poem-questions and answers March 23, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:43 pm
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Long drive

side by side

time to ask the big questions

muse on what was and what will be.

Long drive

side by side

time to hear the answers

pull you and me back into we.

 

poem- deluded December 18, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:42 pm
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Hallucinations

Delusions

and we argue or agree,

Placate or debate,

against the injury in your brain

against frustration and pain

Face the inevitable

and wonder if you’re able

to see the irrevocable

ruination.

 

 
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