Chris Shaw : Writing

Snapshots of their Memory

Snapshots of their Memory

A Poem by Chris Shaw


Wishing all my poetry friends a wonderful Christmas. For those who don’t celebrate Christmas , my best wishes.
Counting Blessings

Counting Blessings

A Poem by Chris Shaw


when i walk in winter’s garden past a cypress and green ivy down to where old seating’s lonely in a corner in the dark there i tur..
Random Kindness

Random Kindness

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(Especially at this time of year)
Soft Touch

Soft Touch

A Poem by Chris Shaw


A little more brevity for a change
Smoke Screens

Smoke Screens

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(a little brevity for a change)
Fancy That

Fancy That

A Poem by Chris Shaw


( a spontaneous write)
The Colour of Void

The Colour of Void

A Poem by Chris Shaw


what is this void that plagues me so an empty ache that won’t let go with age comes loss too many gone i’ve lost the base notes..
Grey Day Whispers

Grey Day Whispers

A Poem by Chris Shaw


cloudy mornings offer comfort cosy like a shawl warms shoulders while the regal swans are swimming gone the minutes i grow older let me saunter..
Fair and Foul

Fair and Foul

A Poem by Chris Shaw


witness a young woman educated in hate whose finely chiseled looks are drop dead gorgeous until she speaks when that full kissable p..
When Words Bleed

When Words Bleed

A Poem by Chris Shaw


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