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 Angel Blue and Einar in Marrowbone Town (in the beginning…)
‘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.… Continue reading Glass Jar Attic House, Ruins of Bell’s Tavern- A Journey through Barren County, KY
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… Continue reading Sugar Dust House
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… Continue reading The Dark Attic
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… Continue reading My poem- Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, is featured on Rutger Hauer’s Soap Box Poets!