Poetry: River Ink

River Ink

Went to the river looking for a poem

I found my familiar trail

Winding woods that hug the bank

Whatcom Creek in August

Bushes high and

Full of berries,

Birds and spiders webs.

Grass sways underwater

Moving in sync with the river

Is this what peace looks like,

Melted into movement

Tree branch dips over the drink

Desiring more of plenty

Is water from the root not good enough

Do you cool your leaves in the noon sun

Down by the edge there’s a place to sit

Two dead trees have slumped across

I dip a stick into the stream

Like pen into ink

To write my name on the sun bleached wood

The sun grabs my letters

Throws them in the air

Birds ride the upward current

Did I just disappear

Published by Shannon Laws

Like my writing? Want to hear me read my poetry? Please visit https://chickadeeproductions.bandcamp.com/releases and download some today. Only $1.00 a poem! Shannon Laws is a Pacific Northwest poet. Her story-telling poetry has touched many hearts and minds. She is the author of four poetry books, the most recent “Fallen” published by Independent Writer’s Studio Press. Shannon has received two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Community Champion Award for promoting local artists on community radio and encouraging peace and understanding through community poetry events. She makes her home in Bellingham, Washington, USA. View more posts