Michael Shepherd Poems

Oh it's so easy to say -

'Give what you think you lack -
You feel unloved? Then give love, and love, and love...'...
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'There is no grief
which time does not lessen
or soften' -
so said Cicero, a man so often right;
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I'd like to write - like grown-up poets do:
with similes that span the universe,
that sparkle, crackle, dazzle, woo the mind;
and touch the heart with tender, swoony verse...
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A pretty girl
is like a simile
and vice-a-versa
so I'd say
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so there you are in
your pram or kiddikarria
nicely tucked up,
being talked to in that
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He — or was it she?
was a child who said little
but walked, endlessly, just looking
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This is an angry poem.
About those weasel phrases
which blow like paper in the street
going nowhere,
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I love you.

That's it, really.
all there is to say.
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Someone mentioned your name yesterday
and I was silent

You loved goodness, you were goodness,
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Who is that man who calls you ' a nobody'?
Oh, he's nobody.

Who is that man who says 'You're really somebody'?
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