January Shadows

January Shadows

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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Father - Daughter

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What would you make of me dear Dad,
if we could share a cup of tea
and watch the sail boats work the breeze
devoid of other company?
As I pour a stronger brew, look
into your long dead eyes, would you
linger there with me? Stay a while,
smile back and say, "I love you girl
no matter what." Or would you turn
to me and say "this time my dear
you've lost the plot".
I'm older now than you were then.
How strange it seems to me in dreams
we meet and both of us are old.
How warm you are when you break through.
How cold I feel, your absence felt.
Yet when you pierce that flimsy veil
the freeze soon thaws, the ice soon melts
and I again a child of ten,
recall with glee the laughter when
stories dipped in sugar water
never end in tears or slaughter.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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mixed memories of your dad, sometime jovial, other times more direct....but then you speak of dream-like times when you were young and was able to have fun with your dad...your dreams are filled with times of older ages....and younger ones as well...fathers and daughters have special relationships.... a special bond. Many of us go through this special time with our dads. A nice keepsake of your dad.
Best, B

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Betty thank you for that lovely review. 32 years gone now. that is an awful long time.You are v.. read more
Betty Hermelee

1 Year Ago

You're very welcome dear friend!
Best, B



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Another one of yours dear Chris that I immediately started to cry over.
Oh goodness to lose your father when you were so very young... Terrible..really terrible..
I really loved every word...every line
Your rhyme and easiness of it sang through.
I might say this is my most favourite of all of yours.... but then again.. I need to go back and reread them all to be sure. Because I recall so many that moved me.
Hugs,
Lisa

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Lisa. Actually I wasn’t that young when he died I was in my thirties, but he died far to.. read more
Lisasview

1 Year Ago

Yes, I do remember January... so sorry but soon February will be here!!
Whatever age one lose.. read more
Father and daughter’s bond is one of the strongest and beautiful. Indeed love between them is eternal. And one can feel the other just by thinking about him /her. So adorable Chris. It really touched my soul and I just wanna read it again and again . Thank you so much for sharing.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Jenny your lovely review is so warming. Thank you so much. I am thrilled this poem touched you. All .. read more
JENNY

1 Year Ago

Thank you Chris for you wishes. I wish the same for you. And lastly your most welcome dear friend.
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

💐 ……….thank you kindly
This was sweetly sad. I dreamed of my own dad last night; strange since he's been dead over 38 years. He never got to meet my children or their children. Lung cancer took him at 59. The pain and the joy here are both open and real.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Fabian. How strange. my Dad died of lung cancer when he was sixty. Similar story to your o.. read more
Love this Chris I lost my Dad 30 years ago my eldest was five
Thanks for this poem it meant a lot to me

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Julie, thank you for your lovely review. Your words touched me. Have a lovely Sunday.

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This is a beautiful poem honouring cherished memories. 💛

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thanks for choosing this one to review Ciara. Means alot 💐
Ciara

2 Years Ago

You're very welcome 💛🌺
A lovely remembrance, Chris. Beautifully constructed.
W.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much W for the visit. Much appreciated.

Chris
Wow this is a nice read. Feels loving and sad at once. Thankful. I appreciate this piece. Thanks for posting.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

I like this poem myself. A loving conversation with my dearly departed Dad. Thanks Ranger. Pleased y.. read more
A good place for me to start sampling the poems on your page. Being the father of an only daughter 40 years my junior, is a strange thing. And that is the story that shall perhaps fill future pages of verse from my point of view. Recollections are faithful to the mind that recollects, always, "dipped in sugar water!" Thanks for sharing.

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Red Brick Keshner

2 Years Ago

It definitely a mixed bag, life is. My daughter is 15 years this year and my dad passed on last mont.. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Pleased this poem fits the moment. Thanks Frederick.
Ranger Kessel

2 Years Ago

Youre welcome
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Read it Breathed it Lived it and Loved it!

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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Many thank yous Rew. One of several poems I wrote about my Dad. This one is my favourite.
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Rew

2 Years Ago

cheers Chris. its a good one.
I never knew my father. And what I learned later in life would have made him difficult to love. I try not to be that way with my own daughter. Parents loom large in our memories. Beautiful words, but sad too. Well penned.

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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

I was fortunate, had a great Dad, but he died too soon. I have missed him the last 31 years. Cancer .. read more
M. J. Smith

2 Years Ago

They say you can't miss what you never had. But many's the time when I'VE wished for an older male t.. read more
Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Know what you mean. With the loss of my Dad and no uncles, I missed male counsel.

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