One moment,
red filled,
changes everything.
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(Reading S. E. Hinton’s Outsiders with my class today, and ch. 4 definitely has a red-filled moment that changes everything…).
micro-poetry- strain May 1, 2016
A dancing kite
bobbing to sky music
strains to not be pulled
back to earth.
poem-grad school fun October 24, 2015
Writing a paper
Still writing a paper
Tired of the paper
Still writing the paper
Which will end first? It or me?
(UBC-O Grad studies
micropoetry)
poem-changes October 11, 2015
The rain has stopped
Thunder in October?
The world has changed.
The wind blows off the dead,
flings pieces of forest in a mad dance
to burial & rebirth.
poem- next September 7, 2015
The next adventure
awaits the sunrise.
Have faith it’ll be better
than you surmise.
Shawn L. Bird 