Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-falsifying March 10, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:51 am
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Oh false friend!

Yesterday, blue skies smiling sweetly,

warm sun embraces,

led to

short sleeves and picnic tables.

Today, an inch of new snow tops the table

and sky is full of malice,

tiny shards of ice,

stabbing the heart of spring.

Winter wins another round.

 

poem-Oh! What a beautiful sky! February 27, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:26 pm
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Look up!

Opalescent sky,

lavender pink kissed,

pearl shimmering;

sun setting behind pines,

blushing beauty,

dipping under mountains.

 

poem- lost February 18, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:58 am
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The tireless effort
wire wrapped embraces
stone heart.

She longs for something
someone who will repay
the tireless effort,

Some soul
to respond to her
wire wrapped embraces,

Anything to touch her,
to re-awaken her long
stone heart.

(another Cascade poem)

 

 

poem-disembodied February 12, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:46 am
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Trees are ghost outlines,

frost coated.

Far off, along the lake, the train

hoots a melancholy call.

My feet crunch on a path

that was soft yesterday.

I cannot see the sun,

but it is there.

Perhaps things will be brighter

tomorrow?

 

 

Poem- I love your way of being in the world February 6, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:07 pm
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Your best feet forward

heels tapping

vamp it up

booting out negativity

sole savouring

stepping out

high kicking.

Squeal all together now:

“I LOVE your shoes!”

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poem-the old fridge died February 4, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:51 am
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You,

the mechanical miracle worker,

refuse to accept extermination.

Armed with Youtube videos

and an amp metre

you search for solutions,

find the secret place

frozen peas hide,

discover three decades of debris.

Determination pays:

You sit back, satisfied,

when hum and chilled air,

declare life.

Death defeated.

Obliteration blocked.

Cold box immaculate in revived vitality.

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poem-so like us January 31, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:42 am
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Remember

the necklace you gave me.

Four golden strands I wanted to love

for your sake.

Every time I wore it,

it turned into a tangled disaster,

wrapped up in itself.

So like us.

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