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Day 23: Is It Warm In Here…?

https://youtu.be/-RJZn3RgBAY Are Medusa’s leg hairs tiny snakes? Here is another poem draft. It is the middle section of a longer poem. I think it can stand by itself. What do you think> After the Evening Shift The cat jingles behind us awakes an owl perched on a thick branch above prey prays quickly breaks passContinueContinue reading “Day 23: Is It Warm In Here…?”

Poem: Susan’s Monsoon Afternoon

Susan’s Monsoon Afternoon By Shannon P. Laws The window did not care that it was open Neither did the curtains concern themselves with being wet The wind was indifferent it blows where it wants But Susan’s hand cared as it slapped the window shut That hand connected to the arm the arm to theContinueContinue reading “Poem: Susan’s Monsoon Afternoon”

Spider Home

This year a spider has made its home in the drivers side rear-view mirror outside my car. It’s a tiny little guy whose legs are just barley visible dangling down from the top edge of the mirror, in a hermit crab fashion. I only noticed it’s web the first time in June, when the sun hit the silk’sContinueContinue reading “Spider Home”

Poetry: Universal Love

The 2012 “Phrasings in Word + Dance” is on! Bellingham Repertory Dance presented its sixth annual collaboration with Chuckanut Sandstone Writers Theater this weekend. What a great three days of art and insight. Carla and the BRD company have outdone themselves, again. This year I was selected, along with 5 other poets, to write a poemContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Universal Love”

This month the assignment for Artistic License was to write about HOME. It is a challenging subject for me since I am currently living with my brother, with no clear home of my own. These types of assignments lead me down a thought path of questions such as: what is home, where is home, andContinueContinue reading “Home”

Poetry: Voices & Words

Long ride homeDark roadThe radio plays softyThe headlights illuminateA road we have traveled many timesBut never with each otherCommunication?No words, no voiceCommunication?A movementBetween two bodiesIn accordThe veil of your spiritBlows across my cheekIt says a thousand wordsYour strength growsBesides me wrapping meLike a warm blanketThe bond of loveThe ties of friendshipInvisible to the eyeYet lightingContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Voices & Words”