Michael Shepherd Poems

Off the coast of California
where else
hornyhead turbot
and there's a name for a start
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OK, you don’t have to believe this;
but it’s worth thinking about.

Here’s the theory – it’s as beautifully
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You
wrote a poem

I read it
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Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today, madam..
Miss Piggy regrets she’s unable to lunch today:
That tastelessly named flu’s got her
(She forgot to wash her front trotter…) so
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So how would you feel if
you were lined up with the
80 virgins (I always thought
it was 76 - tough...)
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In carefree, laughing, joyful mood –
let’s praise the ego, to its face!

Our most faithful mate throughout our life;
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They’re trained to do the work of love
dispassionately
as if they are the most loving friends
that you could ever have
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Assuming and that’s one hell of an assume
that we retain our individuality
you know.. up there..
you can’t but wonder what
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Providence? It's 'What the Butler Saw' -
and ever sees, and ever shall have seen:
the One who knows what's needed long before,
and sees that it's delivered at the scene;
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The prick of tears around the eye when reading poetry
is reassuring - that despite what happened
this morning, yesterday, in childhood,
in your last life, whatever -
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