Outings and Airings

(Be kind to old poems)

old poems

dormant in archives

gather dust

choked in files

shallow breathing

they wait

with patience

praying for

resurrection

till once again

they resurface

into clean air

gasping

rubbing their eyes

with surprise

to find

black ink printed

on a page

for all to see

in the warm light

of a new day

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Hi Christine
I loved this
Today coyote reviewed two of my old poems I forgot I had written
It’s nice to see them come to life again. Just be aired and see the light of day even for a few minutes
Like looking at a. Old photo album faded pages and shining eyes

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Julie.It is great to see some of the older poems breathing again instead of hanging about in the archives. Pleased Coyote resurrected two of yours.

Chris

[Trevor McLeod]

I'm always amazed at how art wares off. They say what's old again becomes new again. I suppose your poem explains the secret. Hide and Seek. LOL Nice write. People are much the same. I think I'll go into hiding now...LOL Trevor

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks for stopping by Trevor and leaving a review. Yep, same things happen with clothes. My grandson is wearing the black midi trench coat I wore when I was 30. I sort of like that. Stuff doing the rounds.

Chris

[Tina]

This reminds me of all the unfinished stories I have tucked away. Nice poem

[Chris Shaw]

Yep, all screaming to come out for air :) I've been airing some of my oldies recently. Thanks for reading this one Tina.

[Tina]

Your very welcome

[KaplanKop]

'rubbing their eyes with surprise' ahah, great way to put it. Each poem is a life form.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for the read KaplanKop. Pleased you checked in.

Chris

[Tepo]

just read a few of your recent writes Christine
You seem a wee bit nostalgic at the moment
It's making fo some great reading
Enjoyed

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Tepo. Nostalgia comes with age :)) Many thanks for reading my work. You are appreciated.read moreThank you Tepo. Nostalgia comes with age :)) Many thanks for reading my work. You are appreciated.

Chris

[Weeping willow]

Love this as many of my words are stored in boxes, I guess waited to live again in a new form, Lovely ;-]

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Weeping willow for reading and leaving a comment. I also have many words stored in boxes. All good wishes.

Chris

[Dave]

Okay, Chris, you shamed me into doing it. I'm going back and digging out all my poems and try to organize them into something coherent. I'm not sure how good I'll do, but I'll try. Thank you for the shove!
Take care - Dave

[Chris Shaw]

You might find some old gems there Dave that will shine again. Take care and thanks for checking in.

Chris

[Dave]

No! No! Thank you. Chris.
Take care - Dave

[Coyote Poetry]

I went and I made copies of my 2000 poems and stories. Took my free time for a week to print and organize. I found poem I liked from 40 years ago.
" with patience
praying for
resurrection"
The above lines I understand dear Chris. I am trying to get organized. I will try to publish a short story book and a poetry book this year. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

I am pleased to hear you are going to get your writing in order. I need to do mine too Coyote. It's all over the place. Really appreciate you checking in my friend.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

It is hard work dear Chris and hello from Michigan.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... older poems need the light of day.. they are like remnants of yesterday when life was cherished with touches of love. Fresh air is worth more than gold. It seems our days are filled with rain and sunshine like flowers waking up. Blueberries will soon have wee white lantern blooms to welcome sweet delicate blueberries. tenderly, Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Blueberries dear Pat I sprinkle with a handful of raspberries on my nutty cornflakes every morning. Fresh air is of course and always will be more valuable than gold. Airing old poems is such a pleasure. Like finding treasure again, reminding us of special moments, special people. Thank you fondly my friend.

Chris