Warm Worm

Shannon LawsNovember 17, 2019March 8, 2020Madrona GroveAnything Else, beggar, breath, fable, foreign body within a scream, impeach trump, mush, pray, prayer, swamp, The Bog, these things shall pass, time to impeach, white worm

Warm Worm

Moss-heavy limbs fall from charge
of a warm southern wind
rest in a compost graveyard
of other arms that have been

Once boasted of leaves
awarded with weighted sog
pray if awarded knees
low water releases a fog

Time will turn you into swamps breath
and a story told around the table
As the matted hair of a beggars sets
as sure you’ll become a fable

Draw out the white worm that hides in the gut
with a warm bowl of cream
Demand it to uncoil from the inner glut
the foreign body within a scream

~By Shannon Laws

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