Chris Shaw
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Casualties of ColdA Poem by Chris Shaw(Cyclamen, purple headed reduced to mush) |
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An Overdose of UglyA Poem by Chris Shaw(there may be others) |
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December FreezeA Poem by Chris Shawriver willows bend tresses trail in iced water distant sun shivers |
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Time To Say GoodbyeA Poem by Chris Shaw(funerals) |
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Pastures In The SkyA Poem by Chris Shaw(Looking at photos) |
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In The Arms of Mum and DadA Poem by Chris Shawa happy reflection of our family home in the sixties |
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Past the Point of ReturnA Poem by Chris Shaw(old material re-worked) |
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Night FrightA Poem by Chris Shaw(night time terrors) |
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RendezvousA Poem by Chris Shawinside an imposing red brick lodge close to the entrance of what once served as a sanitorium for those sickly and suffering from tuberculosis n.. |
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TransitionA Poem by Chris Shawechoes from the past empty rooms weep in silence a new broom sweeps clean |
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