Shawn L. Bird

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poem- gang aft a-gley December 17, 2020

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:18 am
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Those best laid plans

family coming from afar

creating traditions, warm hearts,

remembering those lost this year.

Everything is ready here, gifts piled up

waiting for wrapping.

Public health says stay home.

We must be lonely holiday islands.

There’s no time for parcels to arrive by the

assigned festive day

amid the mail delivery crisis.

No one to gather around our table.

So everything will be different.

We must make something new, a Zoom festivity?

Re-thinking that nativity when a stable had to do,

just like for the Holy Family, things don’t always go

according to

our best laid plans.

 

poem- baking tomorrow November 22, 2019

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:39 pm
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She is gone

traditions will be different in her absence

I am a poor substitute.

May our Christmas cookies

and your memories

be sweet.

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poem- traditions December 24, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:55 pm
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Far from home,

surrounded by brown desert,

in a hotel room, alone,

a podcast plays the annual

Christmas Eve story

and the holiday arrives

despite the lack of snow,

gifts,

cookies,

tree,

or children.

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CBC plays this beautiful Forsyth short story every year, and I always have a little tear over it.  The late Alan Maitland was a wonderful reader.  http://www.cbc.ca/radio/asithappens/as-it-happens-the-shepherd-edition-2016-1.3907204

 

poem- addresses November 21, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:37 pm
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Cards

letters

Envelopes

Christmas stickers

Festive tradition

The only one left

now there’s no tree

no lights,

no dinner,

no presents.

Just the thing

that matters most:

warm hearts across the miles.

 

 
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