I’m my Mother’s shiny girl child when she left me here.

I’m the seed of love from my Father, distant watcher; proud of my growing.

My Grandmother spoke to me on the last hour of her death bed –  “Child don’t take money for things undone and things that should not be done”

Boy, don’t you know slippin’ creek is just a stones throw away.

I see you lolling behind, boy-

Slow moving and strong.

I see you there, summer sweat and shadow dark.

Slippin’ creek is just a stones throw

As a child, my Mother told me I had the strength for making up for people’s shortcomings.

So I took off running into the sun of summer, unveiled and barefoot to feel slippin’ creek beneath me; a lithe shadow dancing just a stones throw.

Boy, I see your dark shadow watching just a stone’s throw away-

I see your shadow bright, hiding in the darkest corner, behind that heavy hanging door.

Slippin’ creek is waiting under summer rose moon, dark scent of purple violet and mimosa, candy sweet…

Blackbird flies swift and heavy with secrets to share over slippin’ creek;

Where shadows lie still and illusions speak-

By- Tommie Flannery Baskis (c.) 2016

IMG_0408 T at the Sea

4 Comments on “Slippin’ Creek is Just a Stones Throw

  1. Oh Tommie, I loved this one. A country girl from central IL originally, I remember an old creek just a stone’s throw away and spent summer times dreaming there with my childish toes wiggling in the cool water. Well done friend!

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    • Hello Sandi, a fine Sunday to you!! Yes you would understand. I Love creeks and summertime:) Thank you always for your support and friendship:)

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  2. Wonderful photography. I know how difficult some of those shots were.

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    • Neal, I am smiling at that thought, because this model shoot was so very difficult, in the early morning cool water. The waves were very rough and I had a hard time standing and even kneeling without being tossed around like a feather in the wind. Water is so powerful :))

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