You illuminate my life
like Christmas lights.
You create happiness
in bright coloured bulbs
You saturate my senses
like season’s greetings
You fill my whole being
with happy holidays
poem-false November 30, 2013
They lie
across my lids
stuck like caterpillars
Coyly magnifying
each magnificent blink,
each flirtatious flutter,
adding power to each
sultry glower,
Prepare prey
to be ensnared,
enter and be
rendered helpless,
as I flash
these false
eyelashes.
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Today is hubby’s birthday, and I managed to get these lashes back on (last worn on my birthday, see photo above). They’re fun, but they sure feel weird! 😉
seeds of longing May 26, 2013
your breath
drifts across my nostrils
soft as dandelion dreams,
floats past my ears
whispering mystic riddles,
touches my lips
with promised kisses,
lingers like laughter
o’er our tomorrow.
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Pondering workshop advice from Garry Gottfriedson at Word on the Lake. “Love poems should use soft sounds,” and “never mention the word love…”
Love on the half shell May 20, 2013
You rise from the basement
like Venus rising from the ocean,
your underwear in your hand,
modestly hiding the assets,
like Venus’s demurely draped hair.
Dripping from your outdoor exertions,
you stand on the carpet–
a modern half-shell–
and your beauty begs for
Botticelli,
but embraces me.
Eulogy for life January 19, 2012
I needed a poem for the English 9 final exam. It needed to fit the theme, and have some poetic devices. After scanning assorted books, I gave up and wrote my own. The title comes from a literal transliteration of eulogy- Good words.
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If I could
I would
Follow you forever, friend
Through years of fears, of tears.
I’d follow you
Through toys, boys, noise, joys
To poise.
If I could,
I’d follow, friend
But I am as a hollow end.
Be brave,
I am a memory saved
Despite the cave
of grave.
Shawn L. Bird 