Arroyo Creek – shannon p. laws

Poem: Arroyo Creek

Arroyo Creek by Shannon P. Laws The death berries are still The holly berries are hidden The blackberries I grab by the handful Bunches unprotected by spiders not yet eaten by robins Deeper I travel into this old growth grove Lay my body down at these roots of Lady Cedar, she accepts it ForestContinueContinue reading “Poem: Arroyo Creek”

Poem: Broken Branch

Broken Branch by Shannon P. Laws There is a moment in most lives when that old dog proves useless the rhododendron branch cannot hold the weight and we fall The first fall in many years When was the last time I fell A gopher hole in the grassy field A twisted root atContinueContinue reading “Poem: Broken Branch”