Chris Shaw
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Where Shadows DanceA Poem by Chris ShawIn appreciation of Robbie, my grandson |
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Carelessly WetA Poem by Chris Shaw(a fun piece about a boring chore, pleased to say it is now dancing in the wind) |
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Midnight HoursA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Free FlyingA Poem by Chris Shawlyrical, tirra lirra sings the river as the dandelions shake and shiver |
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Facing AdversityA Poem by Chris ShawMore river musings |
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Aggressive Birds and Alley CatsA Poem by Chris ShawWritten for fun after listening to a radio programme |
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The Coin's Other FaceA Poem by Chris Shaw(for those in dark places) |
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Highs and LowsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Concealing What's RealA Poem by Chris Shaw(the way it is, stop reading the media) |
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Grass TalkA Poem by Chris Shaw(my muse still focusing on blades of grass) |
