Voice – shannon p. laws

Friend or Foe?

Author lightly considers the correlation between internal dialogue, voices that we are encourage to seek out and Schizophrenia

But O For the Touch of a Vanished Hand, 1888, Walter Langley. In 1882, Langley settled in Newlyn, Cornwall. The subjects of his paintings were typically Cornish fishermen and their families. The title is taken from the Tennyson poem ‘Break Break Break’. As you may know, I often record a rough draft of a poemContinueContinue reading “Day 230: No Place to Lament”

Spoken Free Verse: The Middle Seat

As I recover from a concussion ( please visit my Go Fund Me to learn more ) I thought this week was a good time to explore the audio files I have accumulated on my phone over the year. Often inspiration strikes when I am away from a pen and paper and I can’t typeContinueContinue reading “Spoken Free Verse: The Middle Seat”

Poem: Transmission

Transmission by Shannon Laws Deep transmissions travel into the springs thumbs at the bass wires as you whisper low Pluck those strings beneath us pulled tight I’ll listen with my skin as it vibrates across my back bounces around the bones of me Sing to me all night

Poem: Wallow in Ashes

Wallow in Ashes -for Joshua S. Blough, 28, shot/died in Elizabethtown, KY 7/7/2015 Somewhere a family mourns In your town the pleasant fields are quiet fruit of the vine quivers in dew sky covers itself in sackcloth A neighbor calls for a welfare check You answer with your knife Weapon of passion, ofContinueContinue reading “Poem: Wallow in Ashes”

Fresh Air

Yesterday afternoon, desperate for some fresh air, I slipped on my shoes and traveled half a mile to Whatcom Creek. Earlier that morning I put some olive oil in my hair for a home moisturizing treatment so I thought I’d find a good place to sit by the creek and sun my hair for a bit, let that oilContinueContinue reading “Fresh Air”