It was a very old Baptist Church settled on the outcrop of encroaching forest. Old Stones crumbled, dusty and…
Dreams From the Wood Porch
March’s New Fire
March’s New Fire March, …whirls in like a strange angel Its touching is sacred and cold All…
Slippin Creek is Just a Stone’s Throw
The Secret Place-11:11
In the long days and moments of her dream wandering, she will discover the Secret Place. She moves at peace…
The Lightning Black Walnut Tree
I Stand small, in the Summer of my innocence, beneath the ancient, lumbering, struck walnut tree. The shimmery amber haze…
Dark Forest
Evening frost, silver laced and crystalline, settles its placid veil over the Forest trees of Sycamore and Black Walnut…. Secret…
Dreams From the Wood Porch
A stirring of rust colored leaves rise ethereal with clay dust as the girl child dances under the hazy sun…
Autumn Reflections
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The Jack-O-Lantern, Father, and Me The Autumn wind, frigid wings upon the smoky ether- stir musings…
Walking Through Smoky Angel Hollow
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Walking Through Smoky Angel Hollow I often stroll through Smoky Angel Hollow even if it is…
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