Shannon Laws

Poetry: Cinnamon Roll

Get some frosting on these rolls, asap!Warning: FOOD PORN So it is Valentines Day and I am on a diet. A special diet called “eat less and work out more you lazy ass!” Ever been on that one? Temptation is freakin’ everywhere this time of year! Was at a local bakery the other day andContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Cinnamon Roll”

Good Egg

Seattle, 1987 an old stone church somewhere around Capitol Hill: I woke up. My first job out of high school I worked as a freelance television production field assistant for David, a producer who had, what was called, “an account” with CNN. David had a working relationship with the network to provide feature stories fromContinueContinue reading “Good Egg”

Poetry: The Runaway

The RunawayWater drips in a full bucket placed beneath a gutter leakIt sits aside the bottom step to prevent a puddle from formingLow moonlight barely fills the rim as it rides ripples shaped by bent wood, pushed by the midnight breeze that whistles aloneSoft steps walk down finding each board in the darkAvoiding the familiar placesContinueContinue reading “Poetry: The Runaway”

Poetry Book: Madrona Grove

After months of editing and nine test copies the book is out! The dedication reads: To my children who always have a smile, to my writer friends who always have a good word, to the crows who know me and say hello when I walk their wood, to the beams of sunshine that kiss meContinueContinue reading “Poetry Book: Madrona Grove”

Poetry: Rest

Deer lay in fields of grassBird tucks a beak under wingCat sleeps on the porchwhile Dog lays dreamingof hunting them. For a moment all resta few hours eyes are closedenjoying slumber of the mind

Poetry: Table Lamp

Table LampLamp with beadsaround the edge,decorations designed to reflect light,accent the bulbs efforts.heavy brass basekeeps the stand from falling. fabric leaks out just enoughrays to comfort the room.warm glow bounces off your cheek as we talk. steam from a tea cup mists thevision. This is a gentle memory

Star Berries

Oscar Wilde said, “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” The day before New Year’s 2013 my eyes are everywhere but the stars. I feel like I’m in the gutter. I am one of an estimated two million in the U.S. whose emergency unemployment benefits ended DecemberContinueContinue reading “Star Berries”

Christmas Card 2012

Thank you for visiting Madrona Grove. With over 16,500 visitors in two years, you have given me a wonderful present! In a few weeks I’ll launch the first poetry book from this blog: “Madrona Grove: Poems Written Under the Canopy” My “staff” and I will make sure you’ll know how to purchase a copy for yourContinueContinue reading “Christmas Card 2012”