Chris Shaw : Writing

A Twist of Fate

A Twist of Fate

A Poem by Chris Shaw


blown by warm breath from anupturned palm to gently descendinto fast moving watersfrom atop a rickety bridgered rose petals fall on a cold dayto float..
The Way Things Are

The Way Things Are

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(life as we currently live it, covid style, )
Lark Ascending

Lark Ascending

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(In praise of Vaughan Williams, Welsh Composer)
Unproven

Unproven

A Poem by Chris Shaw


a rose quartz crystalcan heal the deepest of hurtswhen the heart suffers
Rises With The Sun

Rises With The Sun

A Poem by Chris Shaw


( Day 7 of lockdown)
Whispers At Dawn

Whispers At Dawn

A Poem by Chris Shaw


gentle rain falls on a mackintosh daydrips sedately, rolls then disappearsdrizzle on glazed glass, cleanseshalf heartedly plays with a panetakes a jou..
Trembles The Tree

Trembles The Tree

A Poem by Chris Shaw


shivers in autumncascading gold smothers greenbarely a blade seen
Alone

Alone

A Poem by Chris Shaw


( a poem retrieved from a former poetry site, remembering the old and lonely who die alone,who deserve more than compassion)
Remember Them

Remember Them

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(an old poem posted on another site and reworked)
Dead Red

Dead Red

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(hope you can see what i see)


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