Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-here June 3, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:10 pm
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Here is the place,

soft amber light

warm hands

cool breeze.

Here is the circle,

feel the connection

crackling completeness

arms tight,

hearts warm.

Here is love,

wrapped around you,

holding you up,

sending you strength.

Here is peace.

Here is hope.

Here is now.

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For Londa.

 

poem-begin April 5, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:46 pm
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The NaPoWriMo prompt today asks us to consider a photograph through the perspective of a poem in another language.  The poem I am using is in Finnish: Alku, by Piia Pälä.

Seasons unfold

Silently.

Above,

Truthful music, ancient turning.

Below petals open.

Three full moons glowing in spring sky,

Chasing the sun,

On hopeful wind.

Enter into light, solitary,

Still.

New week

Re-enter reality.

Photo: open door

Original poem:

ALKU:

Kaiken kantanut kausi kumartaa,
hiljaa kääntyvä aika katsoo myötä.

Taivaalla taittuvat tiehyet,
muinaisten tinojen toteutuneet taiat.
Uudemman ajan tiiviimmät terälehdet.

Kolmesta täysikuusta kasvaa kaivattu kevät,
auringon laiduntama rypsipelto ja
toiveikas titaanien tuuli.

Sinne mennäksesi kulje yksin valoa kohti.

Ollen ajan oma, ja silti.
Sinun todellinen hetkesi on tässä.

~Piia Pälä.

 

invocation: peace November 9, 2016

Filed under: Poetry,Rotary invocations — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:14 pm
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We have been shattered into pieces

divisive patter has demeaned us

Let’s commit to redeem peace around us.

In this room

In this city,

Let our faith bloom in the gritty places

Among all creeds and races.

Let our Rotary service

shine to all who observe us.

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For free use within Rotary.  Please give acknowledge Shawn Bird of Shuswap Rotary as the author when you present the invocation.  Please also leave a message for her in the comments so others know where and when this invocation has been used.

 

Invocation- calm September 20, 2016

Filed under: Poetry,Rotary,Rotary invocations — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:20 am
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In times of fear and panic,

Let us be a force of calm.

Let those who are trembling,

find us safe to lean upon.

May we be the voice of reason.

May we comfort the oppressed.

May we show our compassion

to those who’re most distressed.

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Free for use in Rotary Clubs.  Please credit Shawn Bird of Shuswap Rotary (5060 BC Canada) when you use it, and leave a note in the comments below so folks know where it’s been used.  Thanks.

 

poem-sigh June 21, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:11 am
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Your world is a place of melodrama.

Teacups can’t contain the tempests that turn around you.

Moles man earth movers making mountains.

Stop.

Breathe.

There are so many bigger things in the world,

like poverty, war, disease.

In the scheme of things, that she looked at you funny,

or he didn’t return your tweet,

is worth less than a shrug.

Truly, if you live in a land at peace,

your life is sweet.

 

 

poem- light December 4, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:35 am
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She is light.

She glows with gentle radiance

that touches everyone she meets with her warmth.

She is peace.

In her calm presence you are comforted

simply by being near her serene heart.

She is whole.

She does not need anything from anyone,

for she has found the font of her strength within herself.

She is love.

 

poem- quiet voices July 1, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:34 pm
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I didn’t hear you

and you slipped past

your whispers only faint murmurs on the wind

less than the burbling susurrus of the river.

I heard shrieks and giggles,

running feet and splashing laughter;

I didn’t hear you.

 

poem- vibrations November 5, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:46 pm
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I feel the vibration

reverberating down my back

drilling between shoulder blades

pushing at my temples.

Simple questions

snarky answers.

Simple expectations

superior refusals.

Patience is very thin

The end of the rope has frayed

Consequences?

Here’s a tent.

and a sleeping bag,

if you’d prefer?

The massage will work

out the kinks,

settle the tension,

return balance,

but when I’m back,

you’ll still be here,

sending out those vibrations

that are breaking down

my nervous system.

 

 

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.

 

 

poem- modern inconvenience July 5, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:23 pm
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The panorama of lake and hills

lies peacefully before me.

The  susurration of wind

the patter of rain on

leaves and pine needles

is mountain music.

Heaven on earth

marred by

that incessant RV A/C.*

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*Recreational Vehicle Air Conditioning

 

OMG it just turned off!   (and the very next minute the music started.  Sigh).

 

 
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