midnight – shannon p. laws

Poem: THIS

THIS The exhale of a horse steams up the imagination, relieves the tension in my shoulders as Atlas sets the earth down for dinner. The night is young and there is mischief afoot The busy-squeak of a mouse shuffles the bush climbs down into the trails under blackberry roots, —an intelligence plays here The mole,Continue reading “Poem: THIS”

Poem: This Midnight of Existence

This Midnight of Existence The exhale of a horse steams imagination, relieves the tension in my shoulders as Atlas sets the earth down for dinner. While the busy-squeak of a mouse shuffles the bush night is young and mischief afoot! Trails trip under the network of blackberry roots, an intelligence plays here. ConsiderContinue reading “Poem: This Midnight of Existence”

Poetry: The Runaway

The Runaway Water drips in a full bucket placed beneath a gutter leak It sits aside the bottom step to prevent a puddle from forming Low moonlight barely fills the rim as it rides ripples shaped by bent wood, pushed by the midnight breeze that whistles alone Soft steps walk down finding each board inContinue reading “Poetry: The Runaway”