Read me the paper Uncle Loud enough to hear in the kitchen Touch it for me, turn those pages Aunties and I are cooking the dinner hands must be kept clean. But in your place by the fire the beige recliner squeaks on the back-beat of your rocking, toes slide in and out of slippersContinueContinue reading “Poem: Ink Stained Hands”
Category Archives: Madrona Grove
Philomena / What Are You?
Just last week I went to see the movie “Philomena” at the Pickford Film Center. Here is what the Internet Movie Data Base writes for the movie’s summary: “When former journalist Martin Sixsmith is dismissed from the Labour Party in disgrace, he is at a loss as to what do. That changes when a youngContinueContinue reading “Philomena / What Are You?”
Poem: Tongue in Ink
The best poems are not written in ink but by the tongue Spoken into the air never finding paper Touched by the mist of breath against your neck Said in the dark rooms where lovers meet Not at all recorded nor syllables numbered But art form just the same Once activated and released the wordsContinueContinue reading “Poem: Tongue in Ink”
My Secret Crush
During the song “Crazy Little Thing Called Love” by Queen, I bumped into a writer friend, Maria McLeod. “Ready Freddy!” she shouted, “Freddy! That was the name of my secret crush!” This comment got my attention. I, too, had a secret crush in school. She shared her story, and I shared mine. We each had a long lasting crush on someone for years, never told anyone. …“I dare you to blog about your crush. To tell the world that you loved that guy all those years!” I shouted over the music. She agreed to the challenge.
Remembering Freddy: A Long-Lost Love Revealed
During the song “Crazy Little Thing Called Love” by Queen, I bumped into a writer friend, Maria McLeod. “Ready Freddy!” she shouted, “Freddy! That was the name of my secret crush!” This comment got my attention. I too had a secret crush in school. She shared her story, and I shared mine. We each had a long-lasting crush on someone for years, never told anyone. Please welcome, first-time guest blogger to Madrona Grove, Maria McLeod
Poem: Island Winter
Fall is over Frost is setting in Clear sky or cloudy Ice will be found in the morning Alone Quiet No birds No visitors The ocean is colder The beach is empty A gull stands watch On a beach wood wall Solitude Peace Breath seen Waves heard …it is winter South Beach, San Juan Island,ContinueContinue reading “Poem: Island Winter”
Christmas Card 2013
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! from the SPLaws staff Shannon, Brad, Vin, Chris, and Robert 2013 SPLaws Staff Christmas Video Card L-R: Chris Pine, Brad Pitt, Shannon Laws, Robert Downey Jr, Vin Diesel Here, at the SPLaws offices, we had a slight change of staff since 2012. Abe retired and Tom, who has beenContinueContinue reading “Christmas Card 2013”
Spawning
Spawning Coho Salmon are one of the most attractive fish. This is a BIG fish with an average length of 28 inches, occasionally reaching 36 pounds. This fish is currently “in season” at the processing plants on the docks of Bellingham Bay. I know this first hand because I am a fish flinger. The CohoContinueContinue reading “Spawning”
Poem: Dust
Bands sunbeams twinkle with flecks of our skin rubbed off from touch rubbed off as dry soil spinning from a sedimentary cliff layers of time pressed into the stripes we call days ***
Artist Profile/B’ham Herald
Artist Profile Interview from June 2013
By MARGARET BIKMAN — THE BELLINGHAM HERALD
Shannon Laws, photo credit Cheryl Ford, 2013
Shannon P. Laws was born in Seattle and raised in Federal Way, where, she says, “as a teenager I learned that when a guy from Auburn asks you out on a date, he will most likely pick you up in a stolen car.”
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