Michael Shepherd Poems

Come to me as nameless, Lord –
and I to Thee!

come to me – I care not – as
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Those days when an invisible armchair
relaxes you into a mood
that's an exquisite, savoured blend
of innocence and experience,
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In a smart burnoose, Khadour looked on, amused;
it suited him, to pick the choicest fruit
from market stalls, comparing each with all
and, smiling, then point out the Eastern style
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It’s said, that when our mind
awakes, out of that sweetest place
in which it sleeps, rests, is refreshed;
in the morning; or in those
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(British readers only)
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You reminded me, and I dug it out -
the snap I've always hated but didn't know why;
now you've reminded me and thank you -
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The day you went,
the first primrose appeared
as if it didn't know.
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what would earth be

without rain?
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It’s a snapshot, except
before the age of the camera
yet more of a decisive moment
than any posed painting
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