Chris Shaw : Writing

Not A Shot Fired

Not A Shot Fired

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(Brixham history)
Famous Last Words

Famous Last Words

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(there is more than an element of truth in these words)
If it Don't Smell Like Roses

If it Don't Smell Like Roses

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(i don't suppose I'm gonna like it)
Bindweed

Bindweed

A Poem by Chris Shaw


( Can anyone remember Listen With Mother)
Friends With Benefits

Friends With Benefits

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(extra protein included it says)
Footprints

Footprints

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(For Jahkai my grandson)
As The Crow Flies So Do I

As The Crow Flies So Do I

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(missing my mum in a nursing home two hundred miles away)
Inferno

Inferno

A Poem by Chris Shaw


when i hear Springsteenwhen i hear his voicebelting from the radiotelling me, telling mein his explosive wordsyou can't start a firei think of '83danc..
All Things Considered

All Things Considered

A Poem by Chris Shaw


i do not knowif bamboo wind chimesward off evil spiritsmaybe they do.or whether they enticesouls of the departedto revisit their loved onesall things ..
Sylvia's Wedding

Sylvia's Wedding

A Poem by Chris Shaw


a distant cousintracing our family treeforwarded to me, unexpectedlyan old monochrome phototry as i might, i dug deepto remember the day I was abrides..