VBPG site title photo artist DONA REED:Hand-pulled Relief Print, “Squabbling Ravens” Please visit her site: http://www.rainshadow-arts.comVillage Books Poetry Group is a fine place to bring in a PIP = poem in progress. Last Thursday I shared this new poem “PEW” with my group. One line in the poem started an interesting conversation. The line is “MidContinueContinue reading “Village Books Poetry Group: P.I.P.”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Poetry: Sailing
Letting goto me meansRELAXINGDo not stressprocrastinateprolongignoreLet go of the titheruntie the boatsail for open waterface temptationsfears of drowningfalse beliefsthat await mein the wavesSwells willrock mestars willguide mebreeze willcool meOnce the smellof earth is gonea seagullwill appearmarking the momentmy limits arediscovered*A poem written during a poetry class March 2013
Poetry: Winter Sunset
Winter Sunsetsun setting at three pmgetting ready for bedshade drawn on the west windowconversation bouncingoff hard woodspoons clink inbowls of whitedoes the sun hear my pen scrape across the pagecan the womanwith red hair hear the bubbles sparkle in my cupIt is implied
Whatcom Creek Fire
On June 10, 1999, around 3:25 P.M., a 16-inch fuel line owned by the Olympic Pipe Line Company ruptured spilling over 277,000 gallons of gasoline into Whatcom Creek. The volatile fuel explodes killing three people. The massive fireball sent smoke 30,000 feet into the air, visible from Anacortes to Vancouver! One and a half milesContinueContinue reading “Whatcom Creek Fire”
Kidnapped
This time of year I often think about my Grandma Mimi. In April 1998, my cousin Susan called late in the evening with the news. Before I could say one word she cried out “Grandma was kidnapped!” My cousin went on to give me an account of events: early in the morning grandma had aContinueContinue reading “Kidnapped”
Event: WIN Canada 2013
Please consider attending the second annual Writers International Network March 23rd, at the Richmond Cultural Centre, Richmond, CanadaWIN is about promoting peace through understanding. Ashok, the founder, shares the groups visionin this statement:‘An artist’s gift to the world is a poem, story, painting, sculpture or dance. WIN will seek, nourish and recognize all sorts of artistsContinueContinue reading “Event: WIN Canada 2013”
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 spider’s webs. Grass sways underwater Moving in sync with the river This what peace looks like, Melted into movement TreeContinueContinue reading “Poetry: River Ink”
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”
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