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0237 The Mind
Sometimes we curse the restlessness of mind;forgetting it's God's gift, this restlessness:for this will never cease until it findthat which it seeks:..
©  Michael Shepherd
0235 The Close
Sit with it like a nurseat the hour of duskevery few minutesglancing overand seeing its petalsclosing, slowlyslowly,vegetable muscleswe have no..
©  Michael Shepherd
0234 The Book To The Reader
The book said:I serve you. Andas you take from me, Igive myself to you; evenbefore you beginto read me.I note how gentlyyou pick me up fromwhere you..
©  Michael Shepherd
0233 The Blest
The authority on poetry pauses;the world holds its breath. This head – greybeard,skinhead – forehead already linedwith self-imposed responsibility..
©  Michael Shepherd
0232 That Spider
I'm still waiting for an answer:does that spider on the hedgejust do what spiders do;or does (he, she, it) think?Is it just a robot, programmedby a..
©  Michael Shepherd
0231 That Day
It's the day that everybody in the world remembersbecause they can 't forget it:The eighth day of the week;the thirty-second day of the month;the..
©  Michael Shepherd
0230 Thanksoffering
As children, lost in worlds grown-ups forget,pass by some anniversary day unmarked,then, gently minded, run in childish shameinto the garden, there..
©  Michael Shepherd
0228 Streetwise
I was looking at this guy in the streetwishing I could walk with his swaggeras if he owned the streetwhen he caught me looking -'you got a problem?..
©  Michael Shepherd
0227 Soap Opera
The Hebrew languagehas such sacred powerthat you shouldn't sing itin the bath or shower.This compassionate concession:you're still allowed to humany..
©  Michael Shepherd
0226 Self-Hate, Self-Love
When did you cease to love, then hate, yourself?What terrible event? How long ago?What slight misunderstanding, view of self,that led to fading love..
©  Michael Shepherd
0223s O M M E + 9 0
Picassodefined his art as'une somme des destructions' -'a sum of destructions' -a fair definition, too, ofthe art of war
©  Michael Shepherd
0222 Return To The Golden Age
We are like salmon, swimming back upstream:leaping against waterfalls that thwart,cut and bruised; but strong; our only dreamreturn to source; no..
©  Michael Shepherd
0221 Rain In May
It’s May and it’s rainingand I’m standing at the front dooras if I were the first rain itselfon Eden, blessing and blessedbefore there could beany..
©  Michael Shepherd
0220 Poetic Justice
I forgot to lookwhere the sidewalk endsso now I'mone inch talland spread all over the roadI should've takenthe road not taken
©  Michael Shepherd
0219 People People
It must be fun - or so I'd like to think -doing a 'people' job,if that's what you really like to do;like being a born bright barman in a not-too-busy..
©  Michael Shepherd
0218 Paradise Known
O God - or may I call you Lord? –I remember when I was a child,You were my best friend, one who knew mebetter than I knew myself;and so I talked to..
©  Michael Shepherd
0216 Nobility, Humility
Early on a fine morning in June,everything so still, the airas if air had just been invented,carrying scents, andtaste, and touch, and sparkling..
©  Michael Shepherd
0215 Name The Devil And...
How long?how long before the measuresput in place by the state'for our protection'become the apparatusof a repressive andtotalitarian state?'Oh it..
©  Michael Shepherd
0214 Me And Lazarus
'Since your breakdown, Michael,you've changed out of all recognition...'Was I supposed to feel flattered,since this was evidently meant as a..
©  Michael Shepherd
0213 Late Night Reverie
One in three of us, the stats say, lives alone. Sad;but fine if you prefer it that way.It's late at night. You're alone. The PC off at last. The TV..
©  Michael Shepherd
0212 It's Just An Age Thing
it's just an age thing - should you be concerned?I'll spell it out; it may just clear my mind:that, in impatient youth, ambition burnedto have the..
©  Michael Shepherd
0211 It Takes All Sorts
It takes all sorts to make a world, they say(how do 'they' know anyway?) :but it certainly looks like that here this sunny day:some just want to be..
©  Michael Shepherd
0211 Infinite Riches In A Little Room Unquote
In but a few years' timewhen every poet and their critichas the internet on their videophonewe can relieve ourselvesof our mutual antipathyas..
©  Michael Shepherd
0210 In A Japanese Garden
How fresh the air is today.A poet has walked this way,as silently alive as the breezeplaying with the almond blossom.
©  Michael Shepherd
0208 If Poets Had A Tail To Wag
As your beloved, faithful dogreturns to his dear master's hearthafter burying deep some promising fine boneas hostage to the future,and with the..
©  Michael Shepherd