Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-springing March 8, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:52 am
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Oh my!

Blue sky!

If only the promises could be true

that this is is just a preview.

Has spring finally arrived?

 

poem-ribbon December 3, 2020

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Tonight’s sunset

is a thin strip of pink ribbon

in a vast blue sky

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One wispy cloud

reflects the fading sun:

a sliver of bright beauty

to stab devouring darkness.

 

poem- the end November 28, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:18 pm
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such a long time

in the making.

planned so long ago.

waiting.

injury

healing

tiny steps

tiny steps

tiny steps

make the journey

so

long

but here we are at

the

end.

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August 2018 Nikolette Jones and I bantered out the plans for 3 Nikki Knox stories that I would write by August 2019. Unfortunately, August 28 I suffered a brain injury that meant time off work, therapy, and a long road of recovery. I have been dabbling for 2 years with the 4th book, and it is FINALLY finished! It is two years late, but it’s here at last! Nikolette is busy with the art and there will be a new, lovely Nikki Knox 4 book compilation out in the next few months! Yay! It’s so good to have a brain that’s working again.

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poem- I planted them a decade ago April 1, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:15 pm
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What an unexpected gift

revealed by retreating snow:

crocuses planted so long ago

Finally bloom when w most need

symbols of hope.

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(True story.  I planted a couple of dozen crocuses into the front lawn in the early 2000s when we first bought this house.  The bloomed on their own for three or four years before they stopped – likely victims of hubby’s herbicide.  Suddenly, after so many years, 2 popped up this year!)

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haiku-hope October 16, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:36 am
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There on the hillside

A puddle of brilliant light

Sun broken through clouds

 

poem- victory September 22, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:41 am
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Small victory

multiplied.

Big tasks

divided

into

parts

so

small–

how could I not succeed?

Deadlines

focus goals.

Day by day,

Chew each bite thoroughly.

Done!

Launch hope with a key stroke.

Completion is victory enough,

but still…

Fingers crossed.

 

poem-here June 3, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:10 pm
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Here is the place,

soft amber light

warm hands

cool breeze.

Here is the circle,

feel the connection

crackling completeness

arms tight,

hearts warm.

Here is love,

wrapped around you,

holding you up,

sending you strength.

Here is peace.

Here is hope.

Here is now.

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For Londa.

 

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.

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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-flashes February 8, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:26 pm
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I’ve forgotten your name,

but one glance at the back of a pear-shaped girl

in a tight striped top and jeans,

brought you sailing through the years.

Short, feathered hair.

Acne scars.

Knock-kneed shuffle.

Booming laugh.

Where did I know you?

Whoever you are,

I hope you’re happy today.

I hope your life has been all you dreamed.

 

poem- light at the end of the tunnel December 5, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:50 pm
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There’s a spark in the darkness,

a pin point of light,

that might just mean,

day is right ahead.

Maybe.

 

 
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