Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-sliding October 17, 2014

Filed under: OUTLANDERishness,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:06 am
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Gentle sliding

Pearl draped tenderness

Rocking horse

heaven.

.

.

.

Another #Outlander inspired poem…

(ep 7 is rather inspiring)

 

poem- done September 19, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:21 pm
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It

is

done.

I

am

done.

We

are

done.

What

is

beginning

?

 

poem- help September 18, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:15 am
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Everything

is easier when somebody

helps you.

 

poem-torn September 17, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:43 am
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The fabric

of my complacency

is torn.

 

poem-kisses September 3, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:19 pm
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Your  kisses

make me melt into

tomorrow.

 

poem- layers August 31, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:53 pm
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In your laughter

I can hear

your tears.

 

poem-dawn July 14, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:03 am
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Morning

doesn’t come until

she gets here.

 

poem- grey June 29, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:42 pm
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I can not move today.

The sky is heavy

and I am immobilized

by grey.

 

micropoem- illicit scent June 22, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:47 am
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The perfume from

these stolen peonies

seems extra sweet.

.

.

.

(Lest you think I stalk the neighbourhood, masked, with scissors in hand looking for floral victims: the peonies in question were bending onto my driveway from a peony bush in a bed so overgrown I don’t think the neighbours even know the bush is there!).

 

 
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