Michael Shepherd Poems

The radio, first chattering companion of the day,
timed its cold shower of the mind with lethal precision
reminding as I stepped into the warmth of water
of those who stepped into the ‘shower’
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You knew her better than I – you’d
looked after her when her splendid
eccentricity which the English do so well
went beyond the bounds that others set…
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There’s so much
we never know,
would never have guessed,
never asked,
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Apologies, folks
for slipping this one in
under the guise of a poem
but isn't it great
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Wilfrid Chin Sue says that poetry
is about ‘about’, and thank you Wilf
for that, and thanks too from us poets all
to e.e.cummings for reminding us
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Christmas is a-comin’ – but
this goose is gettin’ thin…

why do I feel I’m in the dock
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and there’s the presents
which we don’t talk of
which we secretly wish
for ourselves; wondering
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I love poems that grow
out of themselves
out of nowhere really
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You can't write
much out of spite

but if you make nice you
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