The Abandoned Story, A Written and Pictorial Journey of Abandoned Places, Rural Haunts and Small Towns of Indiana by Tommie Flannery Baskis | Blurb Books The Abandoned Story | Blurb Books Blurb ebook: The Abandoned Story by Tommie Flannery Baskis The Links above are for the purchase and preview, of my E-Book and Hard-Copy, Coffee… Continue reading Excited to Announce, My Published Book, ‘The Abandoned Story’ Volumes I & II, are now available on Apple iBooks, Kindle and Blurb
After the storm water drops, cool upon my hair, like tears from leaves, from the forest. A gentle symphony sounds… of falling drops cascading from different heights, cicada buzzing and a hidden owl, watching. The scent of rain, I will remember, like I remembered when I was a child… A fresh sweetness from the new damp, electrically… Continue reading A Journey after the Storm, Mimosa by the Forest and the Broken Window House
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… Continue reading A Vision into 1800’s Barren County, KY and Abandoned Places
Tommie Flannery Baskis, photographing her abandoned houses and rural haunts on her journeys for the book ‘The Abandoned Story’
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… Continue reading ‘Dreams From the Wood Porch’
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!