Chris Shaw : Writing

When a stranger asked

When a stranger asked

A Poem by Chris Shaw


on the journey home from work shortly before the inner circle tube she stopped to purchase candles her belly swollen beneath a white cotton sm..
Resilience

Resilience

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(nature leading the way)
Yo-Yo

Yo-Yo

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(found in some old notes, a reflection on bereavement)
The Summer of ‘49

The Summer of ‘49

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(teenage kids)
April Birthday

April Birthday

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(the date almost passed me by)
Seen With Sadness

Seen With Sadness

A Poem by Chris Shaw


take a long look at Winnie commissioned in serious sepia here she sits before a camera lens focused to capture pale features her long dark ri..
Nothing To See

Nothing To See

A Poem by Chris Shaw


A Senryu
What Price Freedom

What Price Freedom

A Poem by Chris Shaw


i pause as a red kite cruises in cool cloudy skies over country gardens as it whistles an unmistakable presence honing in on target breakfast ..
Without Witness

Without Witness

A Poem by Chris Shaw


for the here and now a clutch of eggs remain safe while marina lake rises after recent downpours of april rain not straying further than ..
Manners Maketh

Manners Maketh

A Poem by Chris Shaw


( a very early memory)