Event: 2016 Read-In for Peace

You’re invited~ World Peace Poets’ Fourth Annual Read-In! Write-On!   READ-IN FOR WORLD PEACE World Peace Poets’ Fourth Annual Read-In! Write-On! Saturday, September 24, 2015, Doors Open at 5:00 PM This is a FREE and public event with special musical guests. A light supper will be served at 5:30 along with coffee & tea. ReadersContinueContinue reading “Event: 2016 Read-In for Peace”

Alcohol Poem Anthology

I am happy to announce my poem “Rancid Blood” was selected by James Bertolino for his new project an Alcohol Poem Anthology.  More details to post later. Stay tuned! My bio reads: Shannon Laws is a World Peace Poet and non-profit radio producer in Bellingham, Washington. Her family has an intense, repetitive history with the disease ofContinueContinue reading “Alcohol Poem Anthology”

Event: Peace Arts Workshops

You’re invited… World Peace Poets and Whatcom Peace & Justice Center presents~ The link to register for the FREE workshops is: http://www.whatcompjc.org/wpjc-blog/peace-art-workshops Register NOW. Everyone welcome!   Classes available: July 20, 1-3 p.m., Songwriting (with Geof Morgan),  July 27, 10 a.m.-noon, Writing – all types (with Rebecca Mabanglo-Mayor) August 3, 10 a.m.-noon, Poetry (with Susan Chase-Foster) Also,ContinueContinue reading “Event: Peace Arts Workshops”

Poem: Just Dawn

  Just Dawn My window blinds squint out a slit of light. No one can tell the view from here but me.   I see the June cherry tree out there, on the other side holding bouncing chickadees that peck at branch aphids. I hear the roof-spine morning seagulls barking orders —when pushed off swiftly byContinueContinue reading “Poem: Just Dawn”

Poem: Homeless Servant Less Than

  Homeless Servant Less Than I am a dirty demographic. The frog in the hand of a young boy testing his powers I am the lump of feather-bones on a pine needle floor poked at by eight-year-olds with a stick   A mermaid with a black eye A mountain goat with a bad foot AContinueContinue reading “Poem: Homeless Servant Less Than”

Poem: Her Hands

  Her Hands The door squeaks Hello as I enter her sanctuary The leather garden gloves still hold the hands. I see them. It is the first thing I see.   History molded into each finger strip crooked right pointer finger bump on the left where a ring sat blacken ends that dipped in freshContinueContinue reading “Poem: Her Hands”

My First Villanelle: Towards Harris

But first a note from my desk…   This villanelle came to me during my first week at a new job on a cold, dark, foggy February morning.  With steel toe boots on and a budgeted $7 for travel and lunch in my jean pocket, I search for the bus stop on Harris to catch theContinueContinue reading “My First Villanelle: Towards Harris”

Event: Mother’s Day Celebration Big Rock Garden

 You’re invited~   Poetry in a park? YES!  This year it was my job to gather poets for the 23rd annual Big Rock Mother’s Day event.  I’m so thankful to present this stellar list of exceptional poets from the Bellingham area and one fabulous poet-mother from Seattle, Ibtihal Mahmood. Ibtihal is a Chairperson at IMIA -ContinueContinue reading “Event: Mother’s Day Celebration Big Rock Garden”