Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, Featured on Rutger Hauer’s – Soap Box Poets

Summer Memory at Dripping Springs   © by Tommie Flannery Baskis Late summer days, linger; in hazy dreams before the door of autumn. I find in Dripping Springs, an old forgotten rose bush by the white clapboard home; abandoned many, many summers ago. The rotten bird house still clings to a post at the old,… Continue reading Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, Featured on Rutger Hauer’s – Soap Box Poets

Marrowbone Town is as Ancient and Orphic as the Memory is Intimate with Secrets…

  Marrowbone town is as ancient and orphic as the memory is intimate with secrets. Light is the same at Marrowbone in the morning as it is at dusk, when the sun and star shine, upon silver fog, reach the eyes. One will find many treasures and visions among the souls of townsfolk here. You… Continue reading Marrowbone Town is as Ancient and Orphic as the Memory is Intimate with Secrets…

Jupiter and Lucinda; and the Backbone of a Knucklehead Motorcycle

    My Father told me, – ” Desire is a mighty strong and strange force, my child; working its alchemical magic upon our child like, puppet souls.” I never knew where Jupiter came from that December, southern night, when I was walking that same old, red clay road that lead into Dusty Spirit Springs, mining town…my… Continue reading Jupiter and Lucinda; and the Backbone of a Knucklehead Motorcycle

‘The Forgotten Promise’

He, the One who has given me everything, walks before me in the light that hides in dark places of the forest. The sun casts his shadow, a forging of smoke patterns that are winged and amaranthine. It is in his eyes, the vigilant watching of a believer; one who willfully ensnares a moment for… Continue reading ‘The Forgotten Promise’

‘Lucinda Mae, Jupiter and a Pig Named Pearl in Dusty Spirit Springs’

(The moments that align) ‘Lucinda Mae, Jupiter and a Pig Named Pearl in Dusty Spirit Springs’ by Tommie Flannery Baskis   The moments I speak of now are carved deep within the child I once was. The breath of my soul, fearless in the path of the great mystery, I stood proud, in the place… Continue reading ‘Lucinda Mae, Jupiter and a Pig Named Pearl in Dusty Spirit Springs’

“The life that came before us, once was more, than a forgotten dream. It is from this place, that we have come forth.”

  I have always enjoyed finding ‘a lost story’ among the ruins of abandoned places. There is a mystery, a hidden tale to be unlocked from those things and people that have come before us. It is like a quiet force that calls to me; to discover what must be seen and understood. I have a unique perspective… Continue reading “The life that came before us, once was more, than a forgotten dream. It is from this place, that we have come forth.”

Early Town, the Carnival Lady and an Attic of Secrets

Early Town, the Carnival Lady and an Attic of Secrets (c.) 2018 Duskflyer Vision Art & Productions, Tommie Flannery Baskis The days set slowly in Early Town where shadows arrange in mysterious shapes under hazy trees of late summer. I walk along a dry path. A dusting of cinnamon shimmer rises and settles in a… Continue reading Early Town, the Carnival Lady and an Attic of Secrets

The Mystery of the Music Box Spirit House

I have always loved searching and watching for the mystery within my journeys of abandoned places, rural haunts, forests and the things left behind. Many of these hidden moments are shrouded in stillness, so one must listen and watch, carefully, for the ‘lost story’ among the ruins. Some objects stand out, among the clutter, as if shining… Continue reading The Mystery of the Music Box Spirit House

The Lightning Walnut Tree

  I stand small, in the summer of my innocence, beneath the ancient, lumbering, struck walnut tree. The shimmery, amber haze of thick Summer sun, hypnotizes me; I dream of a silver winged storm that struck a jagged and cavernous rip down through the black walnut tree above me. Moving on the lazy porch swing… Continue reading The Lightning Walnut Tree

Old Shawneetown, Illinois, Historic Gallatin & Saline County Early Coal Mining

    “Mining, it was a career that garnered much respect, much wealth came from the earth, and sometimes much wealth was given back, in a man’s life.” — Tommie Flannery Baskis The quaint and historic village of ‘Old Shawneetown’ is located in Gallatin County, Illinois. The census of 2010 listed around 5,589 as the… Continue reading Old Shawneetown, Illinois, Historic Gallatin & Saline County Early Coal Mining