Biography of Astral Shepherd
Astralshepherd took this penname in 2003 and began
writing as a form of personal exploration.
What resulted was a series of personally difficult
poems but meaningful to many who read this poets work.
In 2006, Astralshepherd began reading these poems
aloud at open mic. sessions and to anyone who would
stop and listen.
A child of the 50's, a cancer survivor,
married with one daughter, this poet carries the voices
of more than six decades of life experience and
unique perspectives into a new millennium.
You can find many of Astralshepherd's poems at Allpoetry.com.
Astral Shepherd's Works:
I write at Allpoetry.com, a Canadian based web site for writers, poets and philosophers. Several of my poems appear in anthologies published by KREATIV, South Africa.
Astral Shepherd Poems
LA to Chicago eight state snake the road not traveled any more
integrity plays an integral part when intellect stays an emotional heart
Echoes Of Summer
Echoes of summer fill the air where barefoot children danced and played grassy meadows now lie bare in a seasonal passing parade
i saw the light come in and thru the window it
Summer Makes It So
when carousels spin happily children’s faces shine bright with joy calliope notes keep the time and painted horses rise and fall
Even-dreams by moon’s soft light gleams circular rising, riding in higher waves magical and grand:
I stand here in the bright morning light as the day begins as it always has within the folds of time’s memories, remembering how my life used to be.
The empty gnawing my heart makes burrows deeper within my soul caverns of solitary desolation and I cannot contain the growing urge
Memory, Freshly Made
~ I let my mind go-a-drifting, back along a fence 's white pickets
By Day By Night
I. by day she toils in the hot bright sun
with soft green grass as a carpet i stare wide eyed at the evening show light rays leisurely leave the stage as star drops salt the velvet curtain
On the beach, just before sunrise, one solitary fisherman clad in vulcanized rubber waders stands silently, almost reverently,
Bright Shining Shouts Of Joy
I if i had a voice beyond this
She walks her blue cat While moonlight stalks the shadow When the breezes cease
She walks her blue cat
While moonlight stalks the shadow
When the breezes cease
White Jasmine scented blossoms
For her temple crown
Gracefully she moves