Michael Shepherd Poems

‘My Beloved,
what can I give you of myself,
that I have not given? ’
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Restaurant; trattoria; tapas-bar;
weinstuben; sushi; cafeteria; eaterie; drive-by; gastro-pub…
what’s in a name? A meal by any other name
would smell as good…
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If he really wants to win this title
he’s got to really work at it in this race:
is he hungry enough?
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The honest man, it's said,

does exactly as he says,
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It should be so obvious:
all the ‘eternal values’ which we may see
as worthwhile in our life –
these, we share with those who’ve gone before..
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Yes you,
the one who’s noisy when
he’s here which isn’t so very often -
you’ll never believe it but
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What are you looking at, this moment? ..
You can answer this question?
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‘A golden evening; and we watched
the sun sink slowly below the horizon
like a golden dime
into a flaming jukebox’..
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A celebration of the grace
of the past, or
a celebration of the grace
of today?
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The joy of truth is
that it can be funnier,
crazier,
than fiction.
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