Tommie Flannery Baskis Interview~ Part One of a Three Part Series; Featuring her Energy and Drive Behind the Patented Technologies, Writings, Science and Art!

  Part 1 of a 3-part series with Tommie Flannery Baskis~ Tommie Flannery Baskis ~ Director/ CEO of Draconis Extraction Technologies LLC, President of Synfuels Assets Management LLC and Atlas Energy Technologies Inc. and Vice President of Draconis Digester Technology LLC This week I, Matt Wilson, had the chance to sit down with the talented,… Continue reading Tommie Flannery Baskis Interview~ Part One of a Three Part Series; Featuring her Energy and Drive Behind the Patented Technologies, Writings, Science and Art!

~We are receivers of this presence, we are like secrets finding, unfolding unto the light~

  She always collected flowers in the forest for her potions, in late afternoon~ Wild plants, with burning hues that glow in the dusty hollow, where the wingless live and have been silent for so long. I see the wild things fly around her like moths attracted to flame. I watched her from a hidden… Continue reading ~We are receivers of this presence, we are like secrets finding, unfolding unto the light~

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 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… Continue reading Dreams from the Wood Porch

~ Broken Winged Child ~

~ Broken Winged Child~ Daddy smiled and called me his ‘Broken Winged Child’… I hear his smile from a distance as I let go of his strong hand. Eyes, looking back on him, reflecting what he wanted to see…and what I was to be; a Broken Winged Child. He tells me I live in a… Continue reading ~ Broken Winged Child ~

~Children of the Shadows~

~ A child of the shadows dwells between two places; in the ‘Age of Man’ and ‘Beyond the Veil’ ~   This child is born unto a time where Angels cast their light upon the path that must be taken~ During the Winter Solstice, snow falls soft, melting upon the songs of the Dark-eyed Junco… Continue reading ~Children of the Shadows~

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 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… Continue reading Dreams From The Wood Porch

Do we keep some of the sweetest things hidden in a dark place, for fear of losing the rich memory of intimacy; or are we just afraid…

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 of my time; in the place of my knowing. I am Lucinda Mae. I was born and raised in Dusty Spirit… Continue reading Do we keep some of the sweetest things hidden in a dark place, for fear of losing the rich memory of intimacy; or are we just afraid…

Marrowbone Town’s 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 sheen fog, reach the eyes. One will find many treasures and visions among the souls of townsfolk… Continue reading Marrowbone Town’s Secrets

~ In the sun’s shadows, is where my story lives, in Iron Forest Town; an old town, of old trees and ‘older ways’ ~

  In the sun’s shadows, is where my story lives, in Iron Forest Town; an old town, of old trees and ‘older ways’. One dusty, long ribbon of a road, was the only road that lead to Iron Forest. A place where kindred and townsfolk alike, knew how to weave a story; knew how to keep secrets hidden;… Continue reading ~ In the sun’s shadows, is where my story lives, in Iron Forest Town; an old town, of old trees and ‘older ways’ ~