Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-fluff November 16, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:07 pm
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Tight black ball

warm, curled against my hip

tail twitching in dreams.

Serious affection or just fluff?

It’s all the same to me.

 

poem-cell phone November 7, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:08 pm
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That millstone

holding you back

begging your eyes

stealing your time.

Can you ignore

a tone or tingle?

Or do you tune out

teacher, text, or talk–

a zombie

tangled in wifi strands

wrapped around

a stone,

glassy eyes held faster

than data transfer speed.

 

poem- uh oh November 6, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:52 pm
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I am dissolving

melting

unraveling

falling

blinking

broken

ready

for

rest.

 

poem- thirsty November 4, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:04 pm
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It’s all just excuses,

you’d say.

Sure. Blame me like always.

Like her feelings are an attack

somehow.

Maybe there’s something

you could do,

to acknowledge hurt and pain,

instead of defenses,

show adoration again.

 

poem- piece November 3, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:58 pm
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Look:

Light.

Listen:

Laughter.

Pause.

Savour:

New journey.

First step.

 

poem-not offended November 2, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:29 am
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Your words cannot offend.

I don’t depend on faulty interdiction.

Sometimes encouragement sounds like doubt.

Mona Lisa smile betrays my conviction:

Sure knowing I will transcend.

 

 

poem-time traveler November 1, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:10 am
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Boom box boy

bouncing to the smoke pit

announcing your existence-

loudly.

Stride on

Caught in a lost decade

I’m grateful as that music fades.

 

 

 
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