Shawn L. Bird

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poem- profile then & now January 12, 2019

Filed under: Friendship,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:12 pm
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(for Nikki)

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I see joy.

See how you have expanded

until you’re exploding with all

that you’d held tightly

contained, buttoned up?

I see confidence.

See how what was timid

and tentative

now twinkles with the knowing

that you are amazing?

I am so proud

of who you’ve made,

you.

 

poem- him December 14, 2018

Yes, there is laughter;

I see it sparkling in those eyes,

twinkling in the crevices of his face.

I see it dancing,

in those jaunty steps,

off-kilter, long-legged ramblings.

I see it in the shaking shoulders,

heaving joy, hard embraces.

There is laughter through that body,

whether we hear it

or not.

 

 

poem- choices August 28, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:55 pm
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When you choose what brings you joy

When you choose who gives you laughter

When you choose what makes you sing

When you choose who really matters

Then each moment and each thing

you do, makes happiness deploy.

 

poem- new August 8, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:14 pm
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Your touch

peels off the layers

and leaves me new.

.

.

.

.

(This is a sunburn poem, but don’t tell anyone. It sounds so much more romantic if you don’t know!)

 

quote-happiness is within July 1, 2015

Filed under: Quotations — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:20 am
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“The kind of wrapping you come in has nothing to do with it. As quickly as you realize that, contentment and peace come—from the heart. Happiness is within you.”

~Charlotte Greenwood

 

poem-like June 1, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:41 pm
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Like

attracts

like.

Happiness

brings

happiness.

Choose

your

poison?

Me,

I

like

laughter.

 

happiness is meeting your favourite author! October 18, 2012

Diana Gabaldon  and I at the Strawberry Hill Chapters in Surrey:  a gala fund raiser for the Surrey International Writers’ Conference.  This was a nice opportunity to chat a bit with her, as I visited with all of the other authors, waiting until the crowds were gone to speak to her.  Since we’ve been corresponding for a few months, she knew who I was and was very welcoming.

Now to get a good night’s sleep before falling off the deep end into the conference!

PS.  You can’t see them, but there are new Fluevogs on my feet after a pilgrimage to the Gastown Fluevog HQ… 🙂  (It’s been a very happy day celebrating my addictions).

PS2.  I didn’t even hyper-ventilate when I met her, although coming home  I wondered if I was having a heart attack.  After determining I simply did not have TIME to fit in a heart attack this weekend, I decided it was the Thai chicken wrap I had for dinner. 🙂

PS3. This trip was partially to help me prepare psychologically for my Blue Pencil session two days later.  You might be interested in reading the post Diana Gabaldon Said To Me as well

PS4. I was also amused to meet Diana’s son Sam Sykes, who wasn’t an official author at this event.  He’s amusing.

 

 

 
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