Chris Shaw : Writing

Smoke Screens

Smoke Screens

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(a little brevity for a change)
Fancy That

Fancy That

A Poem by Chris Shaw


( a spontaneous write)
The Colour of Void

The Colour of Void

A Poem by Chris Shaw


what is this void that plagues me so an empty ache that won’t let go with age comes loss too many gone i’ve lost the base notes..
Grey Day Whispers

Grey Day Whispers

A Poem by Chris Shaw


cloudy mornings offer comfort cosy like a shawl warms shoulders while the regal swans are swimming gone the minutes i grow older let me saunter..
Fair and Foul

Fair and Foul

A Poem by Chris Shaw


witness a young woman educated in hate whose finely chiseled looks are drop dead gorgeous until she speaks when that full kissable p..
When Words Bleed

When Words Bleed

A Poem by Chris Shaw


Inspired
Things I Wish I’d Said

Things I Wish I’d Said

A Poem by Chris Shaw


Muse is wearing rhyme
Hope

Hope

A Poem by Chris Shaw


Never give up on hope.
Wind Song

Wind Song

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(river musings)
A Life Lesson On Men

A Life Lesson On Men

A Poem by Chris Shaw


(from father to teenage daughter many years ago)