Christine Anne Shaw : Writing

A Seasoned Kiss

A Seasoned Kiss

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


On my lips settlesalt grains from ocean's cellara pinch of sea tang
Walking in the Wood

Walking in the Wood

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


These woods have stood majestic formore years than I will ever know,and saplings grown from scattered fruitare keen to stretch their necks to grow.Tal..
Hitting The Right Note

Hitting The Right Note

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


May I talk about my daughter,sing a song of harmony?Pack away the unwise choicesyet alone bad company.And the compass lost in transit,time to play a m..
Bridges At Breakfast

Bridges At Breakfast

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


the ever widening generation gap, attempting another free verse
Gratitude

Gratitude

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


A breakthrough, what those moments can do for you.
Taking Cake and Snapshots

Taking Cake and Snapshots

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


Pam in party frock takes a giant step,lips pursed, breath ready to blast a gale.Six candles fixed in plastic holders flicker.I'm four, sip tea from be..
Mother's Ruin

Mother's Ruin

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


(written after looking at William Hogarth's art work, Gin Lane 1750 and reading Wiki)
Though Lovely Is Her Memory

Though Lovely Is Her Memory

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


Across the lea a north wind blows,soon follows on soft swirling snowto cover where the grass grows green.Into the distance, there aloneand flanked bet..
Highgate Cemetery

Highgate Cemetery

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


A visit to Highgate Cemetery, London with Pandora a poet friend. Although it was a hot day she had shivers running up and down her spine.
If Your Face Doesn't Fit

If Your Face Doesn't Fit

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw


In an ice splintered twilightSits dark in the gloam'A bird on a wireThe others have flown.Perhaps they've migratedAnd left it alone?So I think of the ..