Shawn L. Bird

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quote- creativity April 21, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 3:47 pm
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With respect to the fashion he loves to capture on New York streets photographer Bill Cunningham said,

“A lot of people have taste, but they don’t have the daring to be creative.”

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How often have I heard this?

I love your shoes,

but I could never wear something like that.

Oh, I love your hair!

I wish I had the guts to do that.

Your outfits are always so great,

how do you come up with these ensembles?

That car is so cute!

I could never do that.

I’ve started about a dozen books,

but I never finish them.

Just do it.  You have the power to decide.

I wonder some days, if I’ve gone over the deep end

into Crazy Old Lady Land

but what the hell.  We live one time.

There are no secrets here.

Every day, make choices that make you feel

sublime.

 

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poem-synesthesia October 28, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 8:31 pm
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I feel the light crawling

on my skin, burrowing in

and out through the pores,

illuminating my blue bones.

I see the glow of your pain

woven in the strands of my muscles,

stretched and aching like a long line

of scarlet soldiers dragging guns and stabbing bayonets.

I hear the purple shimmer of your displeasure,

Flashing gold anger explodes up my body

in shrieking tsunami waves.

I taste darkness and agony.

I smell the rainbow of your discontent.

I am you and we are

sensational.

 

 
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