Category: The Abandoned Journeys

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A Vision into 1800’s Barren County, KY and Abandoned Places

It has been stated that Barren County, KY has the most fertile land in the state.  It is easy to understand this ” old statement” when exploring the Big Barren River, undulating creeks, the old ancient trees lumbering over country lanes  and  the soft rolling hillsides of this area of Kentucky.  I often wonder as I explore these places of abandonment, of the people that once … Read More A Vision into 1800’s Barren County, KY and Abandoned Places

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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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Glass Jar Attic House, Ruins of Bell’s Tavern- A Journey through Barren County, KY

    ‘We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.’ — Rumi   Glass Jar Attic House, Ruins of Bell’s Tavern- A Journey through Barren County, KY December the 20th of 1798 Barren County, KY came to be. Its name was taken from The Barrens, of which meadowlands do cover the northern third. The sub soil is made of clay which sits … Read More Glass Jar Attic House, Ruins of Bell’s Tavern- A Journey through Barren County, KY

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Fluff, is the magical ‘Stuff’ I find left behind on my ‘Abandoned House Journeys’

Tommie Flannery Baskis, photographing her abandoned houses and rural haunts on her journeys for the book ‘The Abandoned Story’

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Sugar Dust House

Sugar Dust House The Licorice limbed, trees are the first greeters upon our ascent, to Sugar Dust House. Rustling leaves make a sound, as if slowly drawing breath and releasing onto the cool ether. They lie like damp nutmeg parchment, underneath our heedful stepping. The antiquated brick house With its windows that have gone into the dark; That looks upon us. Mottled and white, … Read More Sugar Dust House

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The Dark Attic

The Dark Attic   The dark attic, the bearer of stillness…. The frost glazed, glass window hung high, etched by days of ice and wind… My windows are a looking mirror, into the seasons of the past. A summer storm, finds my love and I on cool board and quilt of down…a secret place. Autumn sunshine reaches long on cinnamon dust rays; exposing web … Read More The Dark Attic

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My poem- Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, is featured on Rutger Hauer’s Soap Box Poets!

  http://www.rutgerhauer.org/poets/0421.php The link above and my poem below, has been featured on Rutger Hauer’s website page ‘Soap Box Poets’ ! Thank you so much Rutger Hauer for putting on another poem of mine to your already, fine collection of poets ! Folks, make sure to check out Rutger Hauer’s website – http://www.rutgerhauer.org/index.php    –   to see the fine work and perhaps, make a donation, … Read More My poem- Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, is featured on Rutger Hauer’s Soap Box Poets!