Shawn L. Bird

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poem- heard March 3, 2017

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I heard the rumble of

my grumblings

and wished

and wished

and wished

for what was glorious and joyful

what was fun and focused

what was

ah

what was.

This is uncomfortable

unsettling

unsatisfying

unbearable.

I heard murmuring

everywhere.

Everyone

grumbling

wishing

wanting

longing

for what was,

what no longer can be,

looking

for change again.

Everyone

and

me.

 

 

poem- out in the rain September 15, 2014

Usually

I have patience to tolerate

your negative energy.

I can listen to your whining

self-indulgence

without comment.

I can ignore your

ignorance, and gently

try to inform you.

But right now,

my world is a storm

of negativity, raining from

despots, thieves, and liars

who have too much power over my life.

I am holding up a very small umbrella

to hold off the stress.

If you blow that negative air at me,

you will turn my umbrella inside out

and so you’ll excuse me

if I leave you

standing in the rain

by yourself.

 

 

 
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