And So It Is

And So It Is

A Poem by Chris Shaw

sun shines
regardless of 
grief

each one of us
a leaf waving
on a deciduous tree

not quite 
knowing when our
goodbye will arrive

fleeting
like a rain cloud
passing through

fragile
as a white winged
butterfly

though some
wield a sledge hammer
strike a mighty blow

can change
a river's flow
in waters of history

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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maybe it's just as well we don't know when that moment will arrive .. at least most of us don't .. here though, you have not only reminded us of our own mortality, indeed of all things both animate and inanimate, but you have most importantly captured the very essence of life's fragility .. the fleeting and transitory nature of it ............ having got that off my chest, I must also say it's an honour to be #75 on your impressive list of reviewers .. an amazing achievement and most worthy .. Neville


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you for that lovely review Neville. Pleased you left your mark on this page. It means a lot.read more



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Yes, we each have the ability to change the way the river flows,

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much for your review. Pleased you stopped by to share your thoughts.

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maybe it's just as well we don't know when that moment will arrive .. at least most of us don't .. here though, you have not only reminded us of our own mortality, indeed of all things both animate and inanimate, but you have most importantly captured the very essence of life's fragility .. the fleeting and transitory nature of it ............ having got that off my chest, I must also say it's an honour to be #75 on your impressive list of reviewers .. an amazing achievement and most worthy .. Neville


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you for that lovely review Neville. Pleased you left your mark on this page. It means a lot.read more
dear Chris… when you think of the years spent…. and then as you mature… you realize that our body is wearing out and we cannot live forever. There may be a Guardian of the Angels who will Recruit us to guide those who we know as family. It is all so mysterious. So many times… I feel that I have a Guardian Angel… maybe a few. A lovely poem to embrace. tenderly, Pat

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

I sincerely hope we all have a guardian angel dear Pat, especially as the years flash by. Hope your .. read more
Comparing one to the other, and weaving words to make it so. Well Done.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Falcon. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris
We are each day we awaken to see the sunshine, the cloudy days and the sledgehammers. It is up to us to use these days the best we can because there are no guarantees of what we might see the next day. Really thought creating Chris.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you will for checking in and kindly leaving your thoughts. All good wishes.

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Beautiful Words beautifully expressed Chris as ever - wistful and appropriately Autumnal. 'Who shall know the hour of his going out or coming in ?' Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you so much Tony. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris
not quite
knowing when our
goodbye will arrive

Deciduous trees shed their leaves so fast, come fall and winter. You captured the essence of our existence so simply yet so masterfully. We are like those leaves, indeed, never knowing when our time will come to be let go, blown away forever. I felt sadness, awe, resignation and faith all at once, reading this amazing poem.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear DIVYA, I am humbled by your awesome review. So pleased you consider this write favourably. Big .. read more
DIVYA

1 Year Ago

You are always very welcome, dear Chris! :)
Chris this is a wonderful poem with a touching thought. Well said.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Soren. Pleased you like this write. An older one out for an airing.

Chris
There's something terribly British going on, here:

Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more

I like yours, too.

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you. Proud to be a Brit I might add. I like what you have done too with your response.
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Good morning Chris,
Yes, we do not know when our time come end.
Hopefully, we live our days in happy ways... with doing things we love..but of course that is not always the case.
Things can change in the blink of the eye..
Making our lives challenging..
Lovely poem to ponder early this morning,
Lisa

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Lisasview

1 Year Ago

You are most welcome dear Chris.
Lisa
Going to bed
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Sleep well dear Lisa.
Lisasview

1 Year Ago

Oh gosh, if I could sleep through the night that would be so wonderful..
Up now, 7am Lisa

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Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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