Brewing

Brewing

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(creeping change)

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be still the waters of my heart be still
for all the waves that frolicked in my youth
and danced upon the mighty open sea
for all the crested breakers that gave chase
the thunder of the endless ebb and flow
stay calm and set my restless spirit free
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let not a ripple on the surface play
let not the night give way to dawn’s first light
the ivy strangles now the upright tree
the tides have turned the future far from bright
sweet freedom how I loved your fresh air
tune
now coffined on the dark side of the moon





© 2024 Chris Shaw


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dearest Chris… the Perfect Poem for the Times when Law and Order became sequestered documents to be changed with no regard for the Citizens or their Protection… A World that lost its Compass. Sadly, Pat

Posted 1 Month Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Month Ago

Dear Pat, thank you kindly for stopping by to review this older poem. I hope you are both keeping we.. read more
This poem strikes a responsive chord in the bittersweet memories of youth with its vibrant freedom and innocence juxtaposed against the constraints of adulthood. Love the metaphor of ivy strangling the upright tree for the constraints life places on us as we age. It reminds me of William Blake's Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience. Really well done.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

7 Months Ago

Such a lovely review and I am so pleased to be mentioned with William Blake in mind. I am familiar w.. read more
so skillfully and poignantly penned. things do have a way of creeping up on us. as my muse thoreau said, "Things do not change; we change." is futile to try and hold onto youth but we can hold onto the youthful spirit and bring it with us into tomorrow. thoreau also wrote, "Don't look back unless you are planning to go that way." made me think of pink floyd's dark side of the moon. growing old ain't for sissies ... :)

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you Pete for your thoughtful review. Always pleased to have a visit from you.

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This poem had many sad realization of times past vs the present; many changes affected the poet's hindsight. We all wish we could have done things differently, but I'm afraid rewinds are gone. We can change the now to change the future.
I felt this poem dear Chris!

Posted 8 Months Ago


Sami Khalil

8 Months Ago

Wowzy woooo. You are welcome dear Chris.
Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Your wowzy woooo put a smile on my face :)
Sami Khalil

8 Months Ago

Hehehe.........
Breathtakingly beautiful! ~Sharon

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you so much Sharon for your beautiful review. Hope you are keeping well.

Chri.. read more
A frolicking youth, where you could dance upon the sea, the flutters in your little heart….the fresh air of the sea, and all the senses awakening, the ebb and tide of the moon…the freedom enjoyed….now unfortunately those day have faded… and we are all on the dark side of life… the moon is hiding….
Excellent melancholic writing
Warmly, B

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Dear Betty thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on my poem. Your review very much welcome. read more
Betty Hermelee

8 Months Ago

You're very welcome dear Chris
Warmly, B
Beautiful poem. Enjoyed reading 👍

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you Arundass. I appreciate you. Enjoy the rest of the day.

Chris
bad moon rising
thank you

Posted 8 Months Ago


keith

8 Months Ago

hello friend
not sure which is larger ... the fan or the crap! HA!
i have my doubts i .. read more
keith

8 Months Ago

leon russell sang 'back to the island'
https://youtu.be/AD8b_oJVHQM?t=14
Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

My oh my, you are about to have another adventure. Sounds amazing. Watching the sun rise over the p.. read more
Change, unfortunately, is not sentimental. The exuberance of the first stanza could not be maintained at that pace, and gradually things assumed the state of affairs of stanza two. It is best not to resist emotionally this pattern, though. Unfettered by comparisons, the later years have their rewards, too.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you John. Of course we can’t stop change, but I certainly don’t like the direction our pla.. read more
Loved your images Chris, and your use of the words, frolicked, danced, crested, and then strangles, coffined, it really creates the mood and image of something lost. Great work, as always!

Posted 8 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

8 Months Ago

Thank you Norma for stopping by with such encouragement. I appreciate you.

Chris

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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