1978 Chrysler Fury Magazine CommercialA few days ago I received a text from my daughter: “I drove myself home!” My daughter just recently earned her drivers license and drove herself home from college for the first time. She sounded so happy! For various reasons she didn’t get her license until her second year of college.ContinueContinue reading “Road Fury”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Hold On
Today marks the third week living at my new place. While unpacking boxes of stuff I discovered a box of odd things from my past that included: a pen and ink drawing from 8th grade art class on “Abstract Art”, 10 soccer & softball trophies, my letters earned from school sports, two teeth pulled, andContinueContinue reading “Hold On”
Poetry: Him
HIMWhen she thinks of him she smilesWhen he stands in front of her She sees him as an old manStill standing thereThat look in his eyesIn front of her, smiling“Could he stay there, with me, that long?Could I know him ‘till he goes gray?”Sometimes I wish I could tell him “I love you”But it’s still tooContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Him”
The Coffee Ghost
Thinking of my dad today; this little story from 2010:The Dreamlake in the morning shone like polished glass. Looking around, the sun was peeking through the trees, shooting rays of light through the ground fog. Above, the clouds were changing colors like a slow moving kaleidoscope. Taking a deep breath of that full fresh mountain air,ContinueContinue reading “The Coffee Ghost”
Poetry: Tongue In Ink
The best poems are not written in ink but by the tongue.Spoken into the air never finding paperTouch by the mist of breath against your neckSaid in the dark rooms where lovers meetNot at all recorded nor syllables numberedBut art form just the sameOnce activated and released the words are all lostLeft to moments thatContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Tongue In Ink”
Bird Brain
There is a celebrated free concert available to anyone who lives near trees. Songbirds create a relaxing atmosphere, a symphony of background noise that only nature itself could conduct. The soothing effects are almost immediate; a lower heart beat, a happier disposition, and a smile on your face. In the winter my yard is quiet,ContinueContinue reading “Bird Brain”
Poetry: W Stafford
January 17th is William Stafford’s birthday. If you live in the Bellingham area please consider dropping by Village Books that Tuesday for some poetry reading of Williams. Williams was a true American poet. Some interesting facts about his life: his first major book of poetry was published when he was forty-eight years old and in 1970ContinueContinue reading “Poetry: W Stafford”
Poem by Patti Masterman
If birthdays didn’t make you olderIf alleys were blind,If you could driveme anywherenear insanity’s brink; Or if time could march, and the moon whisperit’s forgotten linesin blue octopus ink.If scarce winds could dance, where soft rains kiss, or the brave stars wink.If my neurons were, in that thinking circusof blown-fuse circuits, the weakest link.If manContinueContinue reading “Poem by Patti Masterman”
Poetry: Widow’s Ring
She loves him…She never shared his name with meAsking seems forbiddenShe still wears his ring…She loves himWhen I talk about my painful pastShe says “We are so different”Glancing at the ring of platinumThat loops infinitely ’round her fingerHis memory is kept behind her lipsThe light of his being Sparks slightly through her eyesWhen love isContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Widow’s Ring”
Powder x2
Winter 2011 update: My brother, cousin and nephews have already been up to the mountain TWICE, me = 0. My thoughts this morning are up on Baker. Such a great feeling when I finally “got it” and swooshed down the hill without falling!I must return! *Happy skiing to you all*New territory, new land, new trail withContinueContinue reading “Powder x2”
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