Chris Shaw
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Cocktails At SunsetA Poem by Chris ShawOn the deck of Caryl Anna Sipping Alabama Slammers Eyes in awe of setting sun Flamingo pink greets violet hues Shots of darkest petrol blues Su.. |
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The Book of UsA Poem by Chris Shaw(one from the archives) |
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Other People's MisfortuneA Poem by Chris Shaw(1916) |
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Without MercyA Poem by Chris Shaw(South Devon's coastline in June) |
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Small MiraclesA Poem by Chris ShawBy the time I turn on our chrome plated kitchen tap gleaming and polished to perfection, observe a fountain of clear cold aqua gushing uninterrup.. |
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When love loves meA Poem by Chris ShawI do not often speak of love of candle light and snow white doves. I do not speak of harps and hearts or Cupid with his golden bow. But what I d.. |
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Meeting GodivaA Poem by Chris ShawBeing sent to Coventry was a phrase used if people weren't speaking to you. Coventry has its own heroine Lady Godiva, who was a landowner 900 years a.. |
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Homeward BoundA Poem by Chris Shaw(one from the archives) |
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RevengeA Poem by Chris Shaw(from the archives) |
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Tangerine RiotA Poem by Chris ShawFrom the archives, and a bit off season :) |
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