Michael Shepherd Poems

This peach
that I’ve just eaten,
been graced by,
been blessed by,
...

Ooh! Ow! ...I'm a victim! ...I've got a psychic scar! ...

not in my schooldays,
I have to say;
...

I gave my father seven years
of love unconditional

then in my eighth year
...

and since then,
angels about their business
know we speak their name
more intensely; they, closer
...

Sometimes, it’s all humour –
a divine joke shared between gods and men,
a twinkle in the eye of the Creator…
...

The wheelwright worked, as carefully,
yet so fast, as a wheel spins.

One day, someone said to him,
...

I loved your stories of the old times -
the endless journeys of the band bus,
Judy with her black-eyed girl,
the first action at each hotel
...

It's the day that everybody in the world remembers
because they can 't forget it:

The eighth day of the week;
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‘Look! now briefly, mortal living head -
As severed from thy now so lifeless limbs
In brief and, who knows, truthful, godly view,
So solemn, oncely, rare - that fleshly instrument
...

and some say
oh that’s my favourite ever poem
my aunt my uncle my teacher read it
to me when I was twelve
...