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Bernard Shaw
Bernard Shaw Poems
| 1. | Nicest Town. | 10/31/2003 |
| 2. | Eclipse.11 August 1999. | 11/5/2003 |
| 3. | My Favourite Hymns. | 10/28/2003 |
| 4. | Tell Me It’s A Dream. | 11/3/2003 |
| 5. | Heavenly Goal. | 10/28/2003 |
| 6. | Whispers. | 10/29/2003 |
| 7. | Ghosts. | 10/15/2003 |
| 8. | Not Very Grand. | 10/30/2003 |
| 9. | Field Fruits | 10/31/2003 |
| 10. | Full Speed. | 10/26/2003 |
| 11. | Dictionary. | 11/2/2003 |
| 12. | Wings. | 10/24/2003 |
| 13. | Hills And Dales. | 11/1/2003 |
| 14. | Not A Clue. | 10/20/2003 |
| 15. | Low And Deep. | 10/31/2003 |
| 16. | Music 2. | 10/23/2003 |
| 17. | My Hand. | 11/4/2003 |
| 18. | Warming Waters. | 10/15/2003 |
| 19. | Not Much Fun. | 10/17/2003 |
| 20. | Tablets And Lotions. | 11/1/2003 |
| 21. | Demonic Faces. | 10/21/2003 |
| 22. | Cursed Cop. | 10/26/2003 |
| 23. | Industrial Dream. | 10/28/2003 |
| 24. | Long, Long Ago. | 10/28/2003 |
| 25. | Lonely Night. | 10/29/2003 |
| 26. | Wings Of Dark. | 10/24/2003 |
| 27. | Steady Comrades, Steady | 10/15/2003 |
| 28. | Teddy Bear. | 10/23/2003 |
| 29. | Gentle Child. | 10/22/2003 |
| 30. | Dear Mother. | 10/20/2003 |
| 31. | This World. | 11/4/2003 |
| 32. | Strangers. | 11/2/2003 |
| 33. | Dawn Chorus. | 11/2/2003 |
| 34. | Morning Star. | 11/1/2003 |
| 35. | Flowers. | 10/12/2003 |
| 36. | Heroes. | 11/1/2003 |
| 37. | Gossips. | 10/31/2003 |
| 38. | Flame. | 11/1/2003 |
| 39. | Derby And Joan. | 10/18/2003 |
| 40. | Sentry. | 10/19/2003 |
Comments about Bernard Shaw
Completely Lost.
Have you ever had that feeling?
That you are completely lost.
Your mind and senses reeling,
As in a dark foreboding frost.
Nothing but nothing is as it seems,
Words like phantoms come and go.
It is as if all the bizarre dreams,
Have turned your brain to snow.
The ticking of the mantelpiece clock,
Cuts the silence like a knife.
Your mind is in a mysterious block,
You ask yourself is this my life.
Perhaps I am just getting old,
Brain and body gone to pot,
Where are the times that I was bold,
And my brain could solve every plot.
A Dream.
My spirits soar on high,
Inebriated with thoughts so pure.
I now can fly,
Nothing is obscure.
Spiritual healing is taking place,
As I rise to heavens realms.
Beams of joy cover my face,
Nothing can me overwhelm.
I have seen the heavens gates,
Please can anyone confirm that these poems are by GEORGE Bernard Shaw, the Irish playwright, or is there another Bernard Shaw poet?
Do these dummies not realize that Shaw has been dead for over 60 years? This is called Comments ABOUT Bernard Shaw, not TO him. Jeez.
Hello Mr. Bernard Shaw,
I´m a pupil of the HLA Graz-Eggenberg. I have been reading your poem 'Teddy Bear' and for a moment I must think of feelings when I was a small girl. I believe this is for instance a feeling which the reader of a poem should have. I mean that you really have the ability to put many true feelings into your poems. And this is admirable. I hope you will always have fun to write poems. Good luck for your future.
In admiration,
Claudia Klotz
Dear Bernard Shaw
I'm convinced that you are a very good poemwriter. My favourite poems is 'Silvery Moon' because it is so wonderful. I also get every day a poem from your homepage to my e-mail adress and I'm always happy when I can read one of them.
Love,
Martina Kocher HLA Eggenberg