Shawn L. Bird

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

poem-dotty February 4, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:31 am
Tags: , , , , , ,

Star speckled sky,

orbs orbiting,

motes in the sun beams,

circles circling,

dots on the shoes.

The most beautiful things in the world are round,

so I will celebrate my celestial shape.

Advertisements
 

quote-happiness is within July 1, 2015

Filed under: Quotations — Shawn L. Bird @ 2:20 am
Tags: , , , , , ,

“The kind of wrapping you come in has nothing to do with it. As quickly as you realize that, contentment and peace come—from the heart. Happiness is within you.”

~Charlotte Greenwood

 

poem-perception is reality May 9, 2015

Oh, I know the row you hoe

is dreary and full of woe!

or so you are inclined to think

but we are not defined by your narrow ink

We see you fear to be seen as less

You shout. you rave, you wave distress

It’s not about what we do, dear,

We are not the problem here.

We watch serene, your freak out scene.

We see your strengths, your skills, your care.

We know you’re kind and very fair.

You’re really great. Don’t be irate!

You perceive attacks where there are none.

There’s no one talking at your back.

You do not seek to clarify,

Oh, my, how you leap to conclusions

Each based simply on illusions.

I know perception makes reality

but I encourage you to find serenity

Ultimately, you can not be

great when you can’t see what true,

and when people are contentedly accepting you.

 

poem-doing March 11, 2015

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 5:32 pm
Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

You are amazing.

You are worthy of love.

You are valuable.

You have something to offer.

What are you doing?

 

poem-tending roses March 3, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:30 am
Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

I should have

warned you about our bud.

She’s thorny

but she’s precious.

Touch her brusquely

and you’ll bleed from flesh

torn by her thorns. 

They are sharp, but they protect

a precious bud.

Some day, if we tend her well

she will blossom into a glorious rose,

for now she is a thorny stalk

with a tentative bud,

doubtful of blooming.

She will need to be coaxed,

but someday, her unique beauty

will amaze you.

She will show the world

talent, insight, and vision.

She’ll be a complexity of

colour, scent, tenacity.

For now, she is a thorny stalk,

but we have faith

the guarded bud

will bloom

 

 

 

poem- what are you saying? February 8, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 9:11 pm
Tags: , , , , , , , ,

The dress is tight

and youthful.

You beam, when people say

“You look great!”

But from a distance

they observe

the bulges from

the botched cosmetic surgery,

and the fake parts glued here and there.

They sigh how sad it is

that you feel you need to try so hard

to be a plastic doll

instead of you.

True beauty is not

about artificial expectations

it’s about being confident

as you are

and celebrating

that your uniqueness

is beautiful.

 

poem- self-fulfilling prophecies October 26, 2013

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 7:48 am
Tags: , , , , , , ,

At four hundred pounds

she filled every room

I am beautiful!

I am amazing!

I am entertaining!

I will help you succeed!

They didn’t question

her self-control

her ugly words

her petty cruelties

her avarice

They accepted every word

and made it true.

 

 
%d bloggers like this: