Chris Shaw
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AbsenceA Poem by Chris Shaw(Little Oscar 10 years our feline friend) |
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DestructionA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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ReclaimedA Poem by Chris ShawNature has a way or reclaiming what was hers. |
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So Who Will Be My Company?A Poem by Chris Shaw |
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The Games Children PlayA Poem by Chris ShawA bathroom sink overflow becomes a postbox. |
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Taming The LionA Poem by Chris Shaw(Teenagers!) Addressing a certain one, in this instance. |
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In Fields of GoldA Poem by Chris Shawa happy memory from poppies, not a sad one. (Atkinson's London - fragrance - Californian Poppy) |
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Dead Wood of the DamsonA Poem by Chris ShawThis tree was a provider of fruit and joy for over 30 years |
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Clarity With CrackersA Poem by Chris ShawA true story, no kidding. Crackers, I ask you? |
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Priced In PainA Poem by Chris Shawsome things are worth a bit of discomfort |
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