Lasting smile
lingering
memory.
You and I
lakeside walks
sunset dreams.
What once was:
happiness.
Now a void.
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A tricube: 3 stanzas of 3 lines with 3 syllables each.
poem-before your death September 3, 2022
poem-reflect May 28, 2016
We need room.
We need space to stretch.
We need time to consider.
Flashes of inspiration are well and good,
but reflection needs room for rumination.
poem-hat October 5, 2015
If you’re going to go out in public
with your hair a disaster,
and tell me it’s okay, because you’re wearing a hat,
could you please wear a fedora or a bowler?
Something with a little panache?
A Homburg or a Panama, perhaps?
Anything but a ball cap? Because you don’t play ball,
and I don’t believe in capping potential.
.
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He needs to spend some time at Goorin Brothers Hat Shop…
poem-magic mirror March 31, 2014
The lake has captured the sky
reflecting clouds on blue silk,
shore lines doubled,
snow dusted trees, like brushes,
paint mist
suspended half way between reality
in a magic mirror of spring.
Shawn L. Bird 