Poetry of John Shaw
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      Naara

      2007

      Spirit of a curve
      you curl the straightness
      you make it bounce

      swerve into each day a new shape
      a new way to look upon a landscape
      lands among the flatness

      Let the world forever bend
      under weight of your delicate touch
      mend each day for each

      As you do
      know too
      that this one is grateful





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