Michael Shepherd Poems

She looked not unlike the anti-heroine
of her own novels
or was it the other way around?
mousey but together,
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Loneliness, anxiety, and despair,
isolation, sorrow, bitterness -
these the cruel concerns, observers note,
that press upon our current consciousness.
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Swaami Vivekaananda describes
the restless, vain, vindictive human mind
as monkey: agile, watchful, quick to move,
yet never quite at rest. And worse, we find -
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Imagine - if you'll
pardon that phrase addressed
to poets, of all people -
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It was a lover and his lass
with a hey and a ho and a texting to and fro
that o'er the sidewalks smiling pass
with ringtones, with ringtones,
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and right now, I’m spending most of my time
on the two matters of which I seem to know the least –
love; and poetry.
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This winter day
the wind is making ripples
even between the stones at the water's edge
and the mist almost hides the tops
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Christopher Robin and Pooh walked slowly down the path in the woods, treading on the occasional crackly twig.

'CR...' said Pooh, 'What's a Poeh Tree? Is it the same as a Poem, or a hum? '
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Two lovers in an inner room withdrawn,
and speaking much of love, as one to one;
and yet their speech so ardent in its truth,
not sound but rather silence seems to reign.
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At Wendy's Restaurant in San Jose,
California, USA,
a woman 'found' a finger, rather illy
hidden in her bowl of chilli.
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