Category: Childhood Memories

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The Secret Place (11:11)

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 through angel snow and forest, as a child that knows its way. She comes with the hope of eternal sun, a rustling leaf melody and the bloom of life dancing to cicada’s electric hum. Her eyes of wandering reflect what … Read More The Secret Place (11:11)

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Slippin’ Creek is Just a Stones Throw

Slippin’ Creek is Just a Stones Throw October-2016 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 … Read More Slippin’ Creek is Just a Stones Throw

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‘Dreams From the Wood Porch’

Dreams From the Wood Porch December 30, 2014 A stirring of rust colored leaves rise ethereal with clay dust, as the girl child dances under the hazy sun of the afternoon heat. Not yet an angel, gold dipped in sin and prayer; her tinkling laughter is matched by the cicada drone that beats with hypnotic fervor. He rocks back and forth ceremoniously on the … Read More ‘Dreams From the Wood Porch’

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The Lightning Walnut Tree

  The Lightning Walnut Tree September 23, I stand small, in the summer of my innocence, beneath the ancient struck walnut tree. The shimmery haze of thick Summer sun hypnotizes me, as I dream of a silver winged storm that struck a jagged rip down through the black walnut tree above me. Moving on the lazy porch swing by the river, I remember the … Read More The Lightning Walnut Tree