Beneath the dusty cover,
these pages are a brown tinged
crinkly time machine.
poem- pages September 4, 2015
Beneath the dusty cover,
these pages are a brown tinged
crinkly time machine.
poem- new August 8, 2015
Your touch
peels off the layers
and leaves me new.
.
.
.
.
(This is a sunburn poem, but don’t tell anyone. It sounds so much more romantic if you don’t know!)
poem- gone July 25, 2015
My scheduled time to sit vigil by your bed
was one o’clock this afternoon.
I was there, but you were gone.
.
haiku-gratification July 15, 2015
Three times a charm
at least for him, pumping joyfully.
She stairs at the ceiling.
haiku- longing July 9, 2015
When I think of you,
Longing rises in me like weeping.
This must be love
poem- absent May 19, 2015
I have
no
words left.
.
I have
no
tears left.
.
I have
no
fears left
.
I have
no
thing left.
.
.
.
Just playing with forms, here. Don’t fret. 🙂
poem-spring snow April 22, 2015
This April snow
fills the air with pink petals and
scents the sky with spring.
.
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http://www.napowrimo.net prompt for today, Earth Day, April 22 to write a pastoral poem, one about nature.
Shawn L. Bird 