Shawn L. Bird

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

Poem- It’s NOT about the shoes? October 1, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:27 am
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sometimes it’s ALL about the shoes.

‘Cause daring to wear those shoes

is daring to celebrate your self

your passion

your individuality.

I wear wild and funky shoes

because it’s about me in the shoes

and what they tell everyone else.

It’s definitely about the shoes.

Believe it.

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(and that is the whole premise behind the Nikki Knox stories! Check the link above if you love great shoes, too!)

 

poem- walk on a foggy day September 30, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:28 am
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The clouds have come to Earth,

obscuring our panorama

narrowing the perspective

until the view is simply you and me:

this nebulous emergence,

hope and mystery.

 

poem- first flight September 25, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:07 pm
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A leaf grips tight

to where it sprung,

all through the summer storms.

But when autumn comes,

a leaf’s released,

to discover sky and more.

 

poem- hollow September 21, 2020

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:24 pm
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I can hoo-hoot in the empty rooms

a lost owl listening to an echo

where there used to be you.

 

Workshop notes- TNL Sept 2020 September 16, 2020

Filed under: Writing — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:22 pm
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Click to download a pdf of the Plotting, Pantsing, & Poetry workshop notes.

And here’s the video of the workshop. 60 minutes.

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poem-Emptying my mother’s house September 7, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:54 pm
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I tell myself,

In the process of creation,

her art fulfilled its purpose.

If the family has chosen what to keep

Freeing the rest to the universe

is just extending its mandate

not a betrayal to her

memory.

 

poem-fire season September 6, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:00 pm
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Goldenrod sky

Fire in the distant hay

My stolen breath

 

poem-siren call September 3, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:21 pm
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It used to be

a howling ambulance

made me hold my breath

waiting to hear if it flew to you.

Now you’re past their aid,

so I send a blessing

to the stranger in need

and into the sky in memory

of you

 

poem-special delivery August 31, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:14 pm
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Two raw hazelnuts on the back deck.
Delivery from a rat? a squirrel? a passing crow?
I guess that’s something we’ll never know.

 

poem-fuel August 29, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:59 pm
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Inspiration:

green mountain sides
blue skies
spruce scented air

Danger:

summer lightning
immolation
devastating beauty

Prescription:

diamonds dancing
mountain lake
water-bomber

Metaphor:

change
desire
this