Chris Shaw
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Young PretendersA Poem by Chris Shaw(found in an old notebook of mine, swans are very territorial in the mating season) |
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When The Bough BreaksA Poem by Chris Shawmy garden gifts me, unwanted on a grey summer day grief a blue butterfly whose fragile frame is broken i am crushed for wings that will not fl.. |
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Lemon DrizzleA Poem by Chris ShawFive years ago todayI baked a cake."Bully for you", I hear you say.Well for me it wasn't aneveryday occurrence.It was an act of love,a gift for my bro.. |
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SlippingA Poem by Chris Shawi dig deeper pictures of you archived in my mind blur on recall i find twenty eight years have taken a toll your image not as defined nor c.. |
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A Spoonful of MedicineA Poem by Chris Shaw(family meal, my muse should be ashamed of herself) |
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Where The Maize GrowsA Poem by Chris Shaw(Intimidating) |
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Art From The HeartA Poem by Chris ShawThanks for the inspiration Lorry, who never does serious :) |
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River WillowsA Poem by Chris Shawsweeping green tresses a young girl's glory by day playful overhang |
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River RoyaltyA Poem by Chris Shawdownstream armada majestic in countenance elegance in white |
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morning gloryA Poem by Chris Shawriver musings |
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