Chris Shaw
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Dicing With SuperstitionA Poem by Chris Shaw(Freda who loved nothing but a London knees up) |
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New DayA Poem by Chris Shawfrom the archives, reworked after reading gram's cancer poem |
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A Gong For A WrongA Poem by Chris ShawA little rant from a tree lover. |
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Solo SpeaksA Poem by Chris Shaw(Unhappy canine) |
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Forever SummerA Poem by Chris Shaw(Remembering Jen. First Anniversary. The skies lit up that night, 5th November, in a blaze of fireworks. She did it her way) |
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Ghosts Of The PastA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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When Words PaleA Poem by Chris Shaw(four different attempts on this subject matter, Sky View already published) |
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Harbour NightsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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ProsperityA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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Beseeching DreamsA Poem by Chris Shaw |
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