Michael Shepherd Poems

'Speak up - no need to shout -I'm not THAT deaf! '
- do I have real reason to complain,
if years of partial listening have brought
now partial hearing in their fateful train?
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The day before yesterday
they dealt with the terminally ill to free the hospitals.
Yesterday,
they dealt with those who did not contribute to the economy.
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Dear Jenny Joseph,

How are you getting along these days?
Now that you've hit our 'top poems' list?
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Are you ashamed of your tiny smile?
Does it make you embarrassed?
Does it limit your social life?
Wouldn’t you like to draw all the chicks,
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putting on one side
the inconvenient paradox
that I always seem to be
boring old me and yet
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A deep breath; a sigh.. as if
you didn’t accuse yourself of this
every time you write a poem and
hoping to pretend it’s ‘ stretching
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Why the hell should I respond to
'I'm new to this site, please read
all my poems and
comment (you'll enjoy them) '- when
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Two birds rest on the same tree;
their eyes are bright;

they look alike; yet one
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Pooh liked Autumn. Autumn means walking with a scarf round your neck and sometimes seeing your breath in the air like a silent conversation, and wet leaves underfoot and twigs going crackle or sometimes crack! which can be scary if you aren't holding CR's hand.

So here they are, walking together paw-in-hand down the path in Hundred-Acre Wood, and Pooh is humming a happy hum with words looking for it, rather like inquisitive flies that don't quite land on you, wondering if they should stay or not, and how the other flies feel if two of them land together...
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