The other day I saw something that blew my mind away. An eighty year old man was walking across James Street to get to his car without looking to the left. Left was the direction I was traveling towards this man at 40 mph. His body was slanted and traveling steadily towards an older modelContinueContinue reading “Spirit Walk”
Author Archives: Shannon Laws
Marlene Dietrich
Falling in love again. What am I to do? I can’t help it…My affair with the voice of Marlene Dietrich came about during a rather monotonous trip to the music department at Barnes and Noble years ago. While casually going through the A to Z pop/rock stuff that took up half of the music section,ContinueContinue reading “Marlene Dietrich”
Poetry: September Wind
Remember the old days around a camp fire when each person took turns adding to the story? Well, what if two friends did the same thing but in the form of a poem? My island friend Peter and I did just that over the past five days. The results? Read for yourself: S: The windContinueContinue reading “Poetry: September Wind”
Poetry: Sunset
Before the sun setsOn this tired old trunkI hope to of livedA life full of SunshineFriends, familyLaughter, joyHope discoveredMysteries solvedHow wonderful that time will beWhen it is Time I think on But only if Living was What was doneThe most beautiful Sunset viewed Is one by eyes that have CriedFulfillments, contracts concludedA slow fade toContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Sunset”
Privacy Hedge
One of the many benefits of living in a neighborhood is getting to meet and know your neighbors. I was fortunate this week to run into our neighbor who lives directly next door. She is a lovely lady perhaps in her 70’s or 80’s whose son also lives just three houses down from her. HeContinueContinue reading “Privacy Hedge”
Poetry: Ghostly Eyes
Waking up alwaysSame time on the clockWalk through my houseLines on an unchanging track I see youA solid massYour feet touch the groundgrasp the earthMy specter form floats by Unperceived by the blindIgnored by the angryForgotten by the busyI remember what living was likeI see you allFrom my ghostly eyesOrbs of mistAnd compromise
Cast Iron
September has brought many changes into my life. I’ve moved in with my brother who lives in Bellingham’s wonderful Broadway Park neighborhood, in my search for work. It’s a temporary situation that I secretly hope will last longer than expected because I’m falling in love with the area! Visiting with my nephews, all three underContinueContinue reading “Cast Iron”
Poetry: Droplet
Sitting with a warm cupsipping down the chamomilelooking up in awe at the droplets fallAbstract cutouts of dark treescreate the stage so I can view you descending from a silvery cloudWhat of that one drop?Where were you born?You came from the skyriding on a morning stormWhere do you live?You go into the earthwatering a treeDoContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Droplet”
Cell Division
Cell Division is an important part of life, literately, and it’s also a great name for a rock band. Every living thing is made from cells. Cell division is the process that cells go through in order to divide; division equals growth and LIFE. Sounds repetitive but rather simple, no pun intended. Currently I amContinueContinue reading “Cell Division”
Vicarious Vacation
The phrase “summer job” leads most people to picture a student making pizzas or serving burgers during the long three months off from school. If you live on an island it has a completely different meaning to a whole other demographic. A summer job(s) here is what the working class or retired folks do toContinueContinue reading “Vicarious Vacation”
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