GreenOh, to be the type of greenthat stays green through the frost,when the ground is white andbranches are heavy with Winter’s weightBrown, red, orange,the colors of fallmost greens do faderetracting in the cold airFreezing, or the warm summers sunto be green in all seasons,fresh to the touchever holding the color of LIFE!
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Book: Two Poems Pub Here!
Through the Eyes of IslandersThe Beauty of the San Juan IslandsBy The San Juan Islands Photographic Journal Second EditionIt is an honor to have my poetry amongst the work of so many wonderful island photographers. -S.P. Laws”This beautiful eBook is filled with images by San Juan Islanders. Curated by famed National Geographic photographer David Hiser,ContinueContinue reading “Book: Two Poems Pub Here!”
Poetry: Spiders Dream
Moths fly in flocksin my dream, Spidersride their backsbinoculars at all eyes.Predator owns the meat,venom at the fangdrips down the reinsscopulas grip tight.The threat of death makes moths fly longer than they should.Heavy burden to carryeight legs more your own.Spider’s spurscan not keep the moth from a porch light.So strong that pull,positively phototactic!Oh spider, you can ride a moth and steer it some,but never can you make it NOTContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Spiders Dream”
Article: PTSD, Fight, Flight or Freeze
Fight, Flight or FrozenHave you ever been frozen? The other day I witnessed my cat having a close encounter with one of our islands red foxes. It was interesting to watch; my heart pounded wondering if I was witnessing the end of our “Princess”. From my perspective, atop the second story deck, it looked asContinueContinue reading “Article: PTSD, Fight, Flight or Freeze”
Poetry: Web of Glass
There is a spiders homeattached outside the top floor window of the hospital.Its home faces south west;view of the woods.The dot-like body bouncesin the wind web too transparent for me to ponder uponHow many flies does it catch on the sixth floor?Not many, not enoughBugs that hit the glassaiming for the hallway lightget tangled by deceptionWindow washer will comereclaimContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Web of Glass”
Poetry: Ghostly Eyes
Waking up alwaysSame time on the clockWalk through my houseSteps on an unchanging trackI see youA solid massYour feet touch the groundgrasp the earthMy specter form floats byUnperceived by the blindIgnored by the angryForgotten by the busyI remember what living was likeI see you allFrom my ghostly eyesOrbs of mistAnd compromise~A spooky poem from myContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Ghostly Eyes”
Poetry: Puppeteer
PuppeteerYou turn meLike a camera settingNormal to negativeWith a clickMy voice modulatesTo your earHigh tones dialed downPitch bent skewedYou hand me a scriptQ and A for the partyLists topics to avoidPeople I may talk toHow do I look?You look me overBlack evening dressHair up, heels highProper postureOh, you forgot these…I touch my ears,Barren of drops,ContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Puppeteer”
Forgiveness
As a writer I am often overtaken by my characters. Trying to imagine what a new character is thinking, how they would walk, talk, what kind of clothes they wear and what they’ll do next is in the job description. Yet sometimes I’ll have an encounter SO real that it seems more like entertaining aContinueContinue reading “Forgiveness”
Poetry: September Bellingham
Down the hill my city sitsWaves nip at its hairFreeway scratches the bellyMountains hold down its hipLow mist rolled in early,refuses to leave this coveDown into the clouds I walk,floating up into a subdued worldHere exhales are marked,Talk can be seenSun baths buildings in a peach-warm glowas it fights the floating moisturethat crowns my September BellinghamNoon-thirty,visibility stillContinueContinue reading “Poetry: September Bellingham”
Song: I Love
https://youtu.be/vONC3sdhiwM My mom came up for a visit today. Mom and I both share the gift of gab. We chatted all through breakfast and during coffee, while doing a project around my home, and had a nice chat over a glass of water. We touched on many subjects. Somehow we started to talk about theContinueContinue reading “Song: I Love”
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