Bernard Shaw


Bernard Shaw Poems

1. Tell Me It’s A Dream. 11/3/2003
2. Warming Waters. 10/15/2003
3. Heavenly Goal. 10/28/2003
4. Nicest Town. 10/31/2003
5. Eclipse.11 August 1999. 11/5/2003
6. Tablets And Lotions. 11/1/2003
7. Whispers. 10/29/2003
8. My Favourite Hymns. 10/28/2003
9. Hills And Dales. 11/1/2003
10. Strangers. 11/2/2003
11. Wings. 10/24/2003
12. Full Speed. 10/26/2003
13. Dictionary. 11/2/2003
14. Industrial Dream. 10/28/2003
15. Steady Comrades, Steady 10/15/2003
16. Cursed Cop. 10/26/2003
17. Teddy Bear. 10/23/2003
18. Ghosts. 10/15/2003
19. Not Very Grand. 10/30/2003
20. Field Fruits 10/31/2003
21. Watery Grave. 10/29/2003
22. Wings Of Dark. 10/24/2003
23. Weather Report. 11/1/2003
24. Portrait. 10/31/2003
25. Heroes. 11/1/2003
26. My Hand. 11/4/2003
27. Music 2. 10/23/2003
28. Not A Clue. 10/20/2003
29. Santa's Letter. 11/5/2003
30. Ocean. 10/24/2003
31. Not Much Fun. 10/17/2003
32. Sentry. 10/19/2003
33. Demonic Faces. 10/21/2003
34. Flowers. 10/12/2003
35. Low And Deep. 10/31/2003
36. What For? 10/26/2003
37. Long, Long Ago. 10/28/2003
38. Lonely Night. 10/29/2003
39. Gossips. 10/31/2003
40. Silvery Moon. 10/31/2003
Best Poem of Bernard Shaw

A Poem A Day.

I try to write one poem each day,
I never know what I will say.
Be it love for natures blossoms,
Perhaps, a tale about some possums.
Will it touch a chord in your heart?
Encourage you to make a new start!
It may be sad it may be funny
But I will not sell it not for money.
I might write about the Zoo,
Or even something not quite true.
Fantasy is with me a big plus,
No big deal to make a fuss.
My poem may even make you smile,
Then my writing it will have been worthwhile.
It could be a poem that is quite sad.
Would that be so really bad?
Yes...

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Ghosts.

In my house there lives some ghosts,
Mischief is their second name.
They always seem to be drinking toasts,
Usually from my best champagne.
I cannot say they are as drunk as Lords,
For that would be going too far,
But I fear they often rattle their swords,
As they stand around in my bar.
They tell some pretty tall tales,

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