Shawn L. Bird

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poem-Elizabeth October 31, 2014

Filed under: Poetry,Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:14 am
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Today

Your Snow White beauty

Is cut with a sharp edge of

Street smarts.

You’ve seen

Too much.

Tomorrow

Will the visions

Scar your face with darkness,

Cigarette creases

And add black anger to your eyes,

Aging you with

Exponential bitterness?

Or will your words

Poured out upon a page

Erase the stresses

And sculpt your beauty

Into timelessness?

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Poem- oh September 14, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:02 am
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My gaze settles

on a dimpled grin

eyes laughing

amid the  crowded din

Your eyes find mine

grow hooded,

and your smile

stretches languidly.

The din disappears

as we spin a web

between us.

Who is spider?

Who is fly?

 

poem-when July 31, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:41 pm
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It was a moment,

a frozen smile

caught forever.

A photograph

recording you

as I longed for

you to be.

A moment when

happiness pushed

away illness and

illuminated

all our dreams

 

poem- there July 4, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 4:24 pm
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Who you were there

eyes lit

smile glistening

passion sparkling

walking hand in hand

through the summer rain

fueled poetry

and wishful thinking.

Who you were there,

who I was then,

both left behind.

 

 

poem- after June 25, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:17 am
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After he came to her bed

she threw out her make up,

grew her hair over her face,

and zipped up a blubber suit.

After he came to her bed

she faded into a gossamer ghost,

hidden in plain sight.

 

 

poem-laughter June 21, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:35 am
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You toddle over,

your two tooth grin wide.

When tapped

upon your button nose

you burst with

belly laughs.

.

.

I met Iona today.  Iona is little, and doesn’t speak yet, but she oozes personality!

 

poem- creek June 19, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:45 am
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From the bridge

I look down

upon the frozen creek

and see a red mitten

bobbing  under the ice.

 

 
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