Shawn L. Bird

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poem-heavenly November 15, 2020

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It should be dark.

The sun is down.

Moon glow illuminates

a snow glazed world.

Silent night.

Holy light.

 

poem-caught November 10, 2020

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Poor tree

still dressed in golden finery,

weighed down by winter’s haste.

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View from my class room 2020-11-09
 

poem- winter evening October 26, 2020

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A pantoum for a winter evening

Soft snow falling
Mysteries in hidden faces
Lost memories calling
Eyes whisper with brief gazes

Mysteries, hidden faces
Warm glances, tender touches
Eyes whisper with brief gazes
Sweet comfort, hesitant rushes

Warm glances, tender touches
Fire crackles, hearth heat
Sweet comfort, hesitant rushes
In the silence, our hearts beat

Fire crackles, hearth heat
Lost memories calling
In the silence, our hearts beat
Soft snow falling.

 

poem- suspicious April 3, 2020

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Somebody is messing around

sprinkling snow on the ground in April!

Too late for the fool. There should be rules about this!

We’re stuck inside, forgetting to wash, dress, or sleep.

Dealing with stress by baking and crafting, making new courses.

Things are seriously off-track, keeping distance with my hacking coughs,

but then outside the window, the final straw: snow.

That’s it.

This is shit.

 

poem-slowly coming February 26, 2020

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Periwinkle sky

In the eaves trough tinkle the trickles

of melting snow.

Hope for spring

burst by tomorrow’s

forecast.

 

poem- Minus 26 degrees January 13, 2020

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The moon lingers in blue sky,

listening to Styrofoamâ„¢ squeaking boots

on crispy, cold snow.

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Poem- Buried January 10, 2020

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You are small

boisterous

black

bouncing

excitement,

eager for the ball,

but

the snow is deep

and when you chase

you

disappear

into a crystalline abyss.

Such gleeful eyes

burst from the bank

and shake off

that which buried you.

 

poem- solo December 3, 2019

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One

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tiny

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perfect

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snowflake

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falls

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through

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empty

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sky.

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Intrepid?

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or harbinger?

 

 

haiku- winter night February 12, 2019

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Silent winter night

Snow falling peacefully ’til

the plough comes scraping.

 

poem- drifting December 10, 2018

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Snow flakes drift by,

washing the world white.

Cold drips down my neck,

scarf scratching,

steps slipping,

breath billows in small clouds,

miniature factories.

Trudge through the flakes

filling the sky,

painting a picture of

a world wiped clean.

 

 

 

 
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