Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-self-medicating October 7, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:42 pm
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Let’s write a poem.
Let’s open up and spill our guts.
Let’s write a poem.
Let’s grab the words, create a tome.
Let’s reveal all of what is what.
Let’s stitch together all the cuts.
Let’s write a poem.


This is a RONDELET. The poem form has 7 lines. The refrain on lines 1, 3, and 7 is 4 syllables; the rest of the lines are 8 syllables. Rhyme scheme is ABAaBBA (where ‘a’ rhymes with the refrain).


poem-split September 18, 2022

Broken heart,
How has this child crushed hope,
Torn relationship apart?

You’re a ghost.
They don’t give a damn these days;
Occasional text at most.

Maybe time
will heal whatever lies here,
Give grace, pass this pantomime.

This is a treochair poem. The triplet stanzas have an ABA rhyme scheme, a 3, 7, 7 syllable count, and alliteration.


poem- empty the recycling August 30, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:36 am
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Angry men are glass

When they shatter

Their shards slice:

they destroy what matters.

They cut up lives,

lose the love they amassed.


Poem- A potato fork poem August 23, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 1:35 pm
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(for Brenda)


Fellow forks, beware!

Do stay away from here!

Brenda takes us

then she breaks us.

Oh tremble! Feel fear!

Come only if you dare!


Digging rocks and boulders

(Putting bodies in the ground?)

Brenda will abuse you

Aggressively use you

Your handle’s snapping sound

Means you won’t get older.


Forks, do NOT come near!

Get the fork out of here!


poem-overturning June 11, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:29 am
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This time it is
exactly what I want to see.
This time it is
My priorities, not his.
Whatever I want life to be,
my choices and philosophy,
This time it is.

Another rondelet. The speaker of this poem has a bit of a declaration here! 🙂 I have met quite a few women over the years who’ve fought to overturn programming and embrace their independence.


poem-releasing June 10, 2021

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 12:48 pm
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I heard your name
calling to me from long ago.
I heard your name,
(Oh, that melancholy refrain!)
whispering words so soft and low,
memories I need to let go.
I heard your name.

This poetry form is called a ‘rondelet’ and plays with an A/B rhyme, lines of 4/8 syllables, and a repeated refrain (as you can see!).


poem-flying February 8, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:41 pm
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Fleance dreams of flight,

soaring on outstretching wings

into a moonlit night,

No day trips for him, he’s heard things

about flying too near the sun.

Day is for escape, for climbing,

Peaks ascending, journeys begun,

At sunset (it’s all about the timing)

he leaps into red glowing,

falls on moon rise

spreads his wings, catches winds flowing

embraces skies,

Wonders at all he does espy

and murmurs “Fly, Good Fleance! Fly!”


poem-dark? February 5, 2018

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:43 pm
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outside the kitchen window

snow capped cedars glow

in moonlight.





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