Broken Branch by Shannon P. Laws There is a moment in most lives when that old dog proves useless the rhododendron branch cannot hold the weight and we fall The first fall in many years When was the last time I fell A gopher hole in the grassy field A twisted root atContinueContinue reading “Poem: Broken Branch”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Poem: Measured
Measured by Shannon Laws The one cup of measure mountained with flour mother pulls a butter knife from the silverware drawer taps it on the edge of the kitchen counter two times Pushing the jagged peak away onto the counter covered in wax paper she scrapes the knife’s flat back across the cupContinueContinue reading “Poem: Measured”
Poem: Metaphor Motel
Metaphor Motel by Shannon Laws To break your dry spell Select a stranger well-formed absent of rust Consider the servings and portions of the meal Ready the pan, prime the pump Rest. Repeat. Visit the mill together Break down the wheat ‘til flour dusts the air Mix with matted hair, various dibbles, andContinueContinue reading “Poem: Metaphor Motel”
Rant: Judged Conversation Overheard on the Bus in August
Judged Conversation Overheard on the Bus in August by Shannon P. Laws The sidewalk on Magnolia sticks to my shoes Maple Tree sap bleeds from the high branches It’s not enough to stop me I have a bus to catch It’s early morning-cold. Crisp air flies in from open slit of bus windowsContinueContinue reading “Rant: Judged Conversation Overheard on the Bus in August”
Poem: Hard Truth Surrounded by Dark Chocolate is Better for the Throat
Hard Truth Surrounded by Dark Chocolate is Better for the Throat by Shannon P. Laws Paper picks up marbled paint skims the dream I left under a tree overnight in the yard Wet blades of grass are your hair and my head trying to connect A wire through the two of us relaysContinueContinue reading “Poem: Hard Truth Surrounded by Dark Chocolate is Better for the Throat”
Poem: Transmission
Transmission by Shannon Laws Deep transmissions travel into the springs thumbs at the bass wires as you whisper low Pluck those strings beneath us pulled tight I’ll listen with my skin as it vibrates across my back bounces around the bones of me Sing to me all night
Poem: Paper
Paper by Shannon Laws We need a place -a room of paper Let’s write our story, slowly on the walls then burn all evidence One fleck with “ah” I’ll keep in a locket
Event: SeaFeast 2017
You’re invited… Seafeast presents FisherPoets DOWN BY THE BAY. COME EAT & PLAY! Bellingham SeaFeast 2017 promises you a setting of endless fun and the fabulous food fare of the surrounding bay and straits. A memorable gathering for family and friends. Hope you can come on down and catch some FisherPoet action! I’ll be reading withContinueContinue reading “Event: SeaFeast 2017”
Blood Money
Blood Money This month I needed to earn some extra cash. Fortunately, overtime at work became available. In addition, I decided to take a seasonal part-time job. If that wasn’t enough I had a bright idea to give plasma. Working on fine tuning personality flaws and various levels of unhealthy habits takes time, but physicallyContinueContinue reading “Blood Money”
Poem: Many of One
Many of One by Shannon Laws I’m going to take your hands on date Shhhhh…. It’s a secret I’ll take them to dinner and feed them melons Then I’m going to date your eyes the four of us will visit the pier watch the sunset wait for the first star Your lips are nextContinueContinue reading “Poem: Many of One”
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