Shade

Shade

A Poem by Chris Shaw

the sunlight in my garden
blinked and switched off cold
what happened to those leaves of birch
that flaunted all that gold
cast they are in shadow lands
and thankful for the rest
too much attention doesn’t pay
for that I can attest

© 2023 Chris Shaw


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Yes Chris, I concur!
I was only just this minute thinking I might fancy a walk through the nature trails and was in the process of filling a flask, before asking Katie if she fancied joining me, when I looked round, expecting to see streams of sunlight peeking through clouds, but was instead met with portents of gloom!
I'm still going though. Just need to remember to wear waterproofs, which is a sure way of rebrightening any day and leaving me sweating like a sweaty thing on national be more sweaty than usual day! 😊

Posted 1 Year Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Those pesky clouds Lorry. They do have a habit of blotting out the sunlight and spoiling things. Hop.. read more
Lorry

1 Year Ago

I am, she is and you're welcome 😊
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

All good news 🙂



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a rare rhyming poem from Chris and done very nicely
I must confess to having sometime ago, murdered a Paperbark Birch
When first planted it was 3" tall but over the years grew until its roots threatened our home's very foundation!!
it was supposed to have been a shrub however we were but a young inexperienced couple, not at all knowledgeable in the ways of plant growth
a truly unfortunate scenario but who can predict such things as this taking place.....))
Ever since, each night I humbly pray for forgiveness and in recompense have planted, at the very least, 70+ other trees in our surrounding area.
I only hope it looks down from tall tree heaven with an open and understanding sense of forgiveness.....))


Posted 6 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

6 Months Ago

Thank you so much for resurrecting this oldie. Pleased you brought it back to life Dave. Happily my .. read more
The Season is as fickle as we are, always changing shades,
Like how we would be changing clothes, completely unfazed,
Yet everytime she changes her form and clothings,
She acts so flamboyantly as if she was the sole beauty for beholding,
Certainly, as you said, too much attention doesn't pay,
Even if you take one glance or a dozen, the Season won't delay.

- Stu. T.H. (November 24, 2023), this is a gift poem, I suppose.

Anyhow, your work was beautifully written, author Chris Shaw, I can feel the colors of the scenery depicted being snuffed away by a chilling breeze from here. Or is it an actual breeze that came by me... Who knows ~

Posted 11 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

11 Months Ago

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts Stu. I found them interesting. Have a good weekend.
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Poetically creative, love the scheme and flow.

Great read.

With love,

Matthew

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

12 Months Ago

Thank you so much Matthew. Love and peace.

Chris
I often wish I could be where the writer is when a piece is written, so see through their eyes. Your words create a vision in my own head. And so the story goes on. Thank you for sharing your lovely words, Chris!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks Seriana for your visit and kind comments. Have a great Sunday.

Chris
Funny, I like the cold and all the shadows produced only because I live in catastrophic bushfire conditions so I feel safe in the colder conditions . Autumn and Winter are my best months because I’m a severe allergy sufferer in spring and summer. So the bleakness is so welcome in my life that you have written so nicely.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Hello Andrew, I can perfectly understand why you feel safer in colder seasons. The bush fires must b.. read more
Slowly the year is turning, and we are heading into darktime again. Beautifully evoked Chris, in gold silver and bronze. John Keats' favourite Season, though Lord knows he saw far too few Autumns in his own short life. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Tony. Sadly you are right. Keats didn’t get his fair share of autumns and yet he still l.. read more
red93

1 Year Ago

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Beautiful Shades Of Beautiful Poem with excellent writing skills and deep effective message.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thank yous Maximus. I appreciate your encouraging review. Pleased you stopped by. All the best... read more
Perhaps, the Birch leaves are resting and replenishing for the next season of gold. So noble and stoic in following the order of Nature, the march of the seasons. You express the somber mood so beautifully, dear Chris. I loved your rhyming too. A special poem for a special time of the year. So reminiscent of our own tenacity in testing times.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Many thanks DIVYA for sharing your thoughts on this little poem. Always such a pleasure having a vis.. read more
Chris,
Perfect description of the dying of the light...
Everybody loves Autumn, "All the colors, it's so pretty!" Yeah for about four days, then it's dead, empty trees till spring... My least favorite season, it remindes me of how old I am, I've got my back and the mirror to do that.


Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you JJ for your kind read. All the best.

Chris
J. J.  Nightingale

1 Year Ago

LOL..SORRY HAD TO STAND UP FOR FALL...SOUNDS ODD ..LOL.. YOU ARE A GREAT WRITER..
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you my friend ;)
We need the sun to paint our trees in colors of autumn leaves and. When we only get shade the colorful leaves will certainly fade…..a lovely poem Chis,
Such soft and wavy words….you have the magic touch!
Warmly, B

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you dear Betty for your thoughtful review. Trying to get my energy levels back after COVID. Kn.. read more
Betty Hermelee

1 Year Ago

Hi Chris
So sorry you got Covid, I had a mild case and had 5 vaccinations... leaving for East.. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Have a lovely break Betty:) I had all my vacs and boosters!! Still got a nasty shock.

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Chris Shaw
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