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”

Poetry: Christopher Titus Save Me!

The following is an embellished account based on a real experience. Inspired by the poem “the 12 hour night” by Charlies Bukowski from his book “what matters most is how well you walk through the fire.”   Christopher Titus Save Me! By Shannon Laws “…our bodies were worn, our spirits whipped. there was a senseContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Christopher Titus Save Me!”

Peace Poem II: Epiphany Me

This is the other poem I read at the 3rd annual World Peace Poets Read-In.  At this event I like to be the last poet to read.  These Read-In’s go for about three to six hours, so, a bit of humor at the end is helpful.  My prose poem “Epiphany Me” uses crude language butContinueContinue reading “Peace Poem II: Epiphany Me”

Poem: Lining of My Mind

    The future comes to me quickly premonition stands outside the window, framed to be seen stands politely ‘til the door opens the right door at the right time   Tea or coffee? A blanket for your lap? It’s cold outside where time weathers as a pacific swirl over the peninsula, hooked on peaks.ContinueContinue reading “Poem: Lining of My Mind”

Poem: The Reading

    The moon rises above an arched gate. he reads poems in front of stiff-tall bamboo near the unfinished garden shed. we sit in dining chairs aligned with the patio bricks. open-mouth-smiles perfume the air with beer and burgundy. squirrels rush the branches— applaud too soon. A vine past its bloom crawls on aContinueContinue reading “Poem: The Reading”

Breakfast at Harris’s

Happy moments.  They show up in the most surprising places, such as a window seat  Harris Avenue Café in Fairhaven.  I’m an inventory taker.  Every so often I take a look at my life and take inventory, see how I’m doing in relationship to my goals.  The last two years have been disappointing on manyContinueContinue reading “Breakfast at Harris’s”

Spider in the Corner

Rushing through my day I find few places to sit and rest, gather myself, collect my thoughts.  There is one place, a secret place, I found that I’d like to share with you. Somewhere on the college campus between room 120 and the math lab is a restroom.  Restrooms are common and not much ofContinueContinue reading “Spider in the Corner”

Poem: Graduation

GraduationThe average person gets 432 haircuts in their lifetimeFor you I wonder- too many, or not enoughRegardless, you will not like most of themEvery seven years your skin is completely renewedFrom scalp to toes, a new birthday suit is knittedYou will use at least 150 toothbrushesfrom baby teeth to wisdoms,and swallow just as many spidersorContinueContinue reading “Poem: Graduation”

Kidnapped

This time of year I often think about my Grandma Mimi. In April 1998, my cousin Susan called late in the evening with the news. Before I could say one word she cried out “Grandma was kidnapped!” My cousin went on to give me an account of events: early in the morning grandma had aContinueContinue reading “Kidnapped”

Poetry: Graduation

Student:The average person gets 432 haircuts in their lifetimeFor you I wonder- too many, or not enough?Regardless, you will not like most of themEvery seven years your skin is completely renewedFrom scalp to toesA new birthday suit is knittedYou will use at least 150 toothbrushesfrom baby teeth or wisdoms,and swallow just as many spidersor so the legend goes…AllContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Graduation”