Once again
you come by dream
to spend some time with me.
This visit you brought your wife
and gave me wildly inappropriate gifts
that I accepted graciously,
thankful her choices were not mine.
And yet my heart
still stirred at your smile.
How strange, though parted by
time, miles, and reality,
in youthful memory, you still
do this to me.
poem-blast from the past April 7, 2025
poem-dark April 1, 2025
Stark days
So hard to believe people mean
such evil things
so much surprise despite warnings.
Dark clouds
lightning strikes
But after shock, folks are aroused
to lift their lights.
Stand for what’s right.
Know the power and strength that is kindness.
Black hearts do not win for long
History knows, peace is stronger.
Empathy is mighty.
Time for mindfulness and doing whatever you should
for good.
Shawn L. Bird 