Moments

Moments

A Poem by Chris Shaw

watch sunbeams play on water

with laughter in their eyes

remember little children

the ones that don’t survive

my arms reach out to hug them

too soon those moments gone

a cloud has drifted in the way

and blocked out all the sun

© 2025 Chris Shaw


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A poem that is delicate, yet profoundly heartbreaking; a reflection on fleeting innocence, loss, and the transient nature of joy. Light dances on the water, but shadows gather at the edges. I reach, but time does not hold still. What was warm slips into quiet, what was laughter fades into hush. Most beautiful in its sorrow, Chris. 🕊️🙏🏻

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Thank you Freds for your beautiful words. I found them touching. You are appreciated very much.
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redd Brick Keshner

7 Months Ago

Most welcome, Chris; as are you, appreciated very much 🙏🏻🕊️
Freds.
Wow it reads like lyrics to a song. Very beautiful, very alluring, the one thing I like about it is it's not predictable as it rhymes. Thanks for the read as usual you're awesome. Sincerely Matt

Posted 9 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

9 Months Ago

Thank you for reading Matt and sharing your thoughts. Know you are appreciated.

Chri.. read more
I can feel your pain in this poem

Posted 10 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

10 Months Ago

Thank you Danny. Sadly it is a painful write. I appreciate you feeling that.

Chris
dear Chris... where have all the Flowers gone... along with smiles of yesterday. Will Ripples of Kindness play on the Rivers of Dismay. tenderly, Pat

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

So poetic dear Pat. Thank you so much for stopping by today. Every good wish.

Chris
Few things hurt my heart more than when a child goes before their time:( I lost a niece to luekemia years ago and it still haunts me even after all these years you’re image of the clouds hit home for me

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Hello Bunny, so sorry to hear about your niece. When children die, it is really hard on their loved .. read more
It's a lovely poem on nature,
I loved it from the part of the little children to the last, its great

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Thank you Tumi, please you enjoyed my poem. All the best.

Chris
You write 'Sadly Beautiful' so naturally and nature-ally, Chris, it's your Gift. Loved this :)

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Thank you so much. Pleased you like this one. Such a nice review.

Chris
Loved this poem. First line you wrote is really magical. Good work

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Many thanks Arundass, pleased you enjoyed the poem. All the best.

Chris
Reflections of things that bring a smile are often tempered with life's realities Chris and as we know, clouds darken even the brightest of days, which surprisingly today is one. It is often strange to be needing sunglasses in February, but I can live with that kind of glitch in the matrix.
Cherish the sunny moments while you can, as Lord knows how rare they are amongst the clouds.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Sunglasses in February. You are one lucky chappie:) Been cold and miserable here. Thank you so much .. read more
Dear Chris, perhaps a fleeting moment of sadness remembering someone who drowned in the water, a small child….the laughter of splashing against a cloud passing buy, a sad notion on an otherwise normal day …mementoes like that bring tears…..and perhaps a laugh or two….mixed emotions
lovely write Chris
warmly, B🌷🌷🌷🌷

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Dear Betty, many thanks for sharing your thoughts. Lovely to hear your views. Yes mixed emotions her.. read more
Betty Hermelee

11 Months Ago

Always a pleasure Chris...
Warmly, B

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Added on February 4, 2025
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

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..