Tag: prose

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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, Pickett Cemetery; where many children went to dreamin’, laughing and … Read More

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‘The Weight of Wings in a Dark Forest’

    ‘The Weight of Wings in a Dark Forest’ The Lady of dust and woods, creates thoughts in dreams, upon the weight of wings in a dark forest. Thoughts that shimmer and drape, silk white aether, on the cindered soil of forgotten leaf dust. She, the one they call when shadows no longer follow… Unfolds for a presence of primal sovereignty, grand and hallowed; … Read More ‘The Weight of Wings in a Dark Forest’

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The Lightning Walnut Tree

  The Lightning Walnut Tree I stand small, in the summer of my innocence, beneath the ancient, lumbering, struck walnut tree. The shimmery haze of Summer sun, hypnotizes me;  as I dream of a silver winged storm that struck a jagged, cavernous rip, down the black walnut tree above me. Moving on the lazy porch swing by the river, I remember the pungent green … Read More The Lightning Walnut Tree

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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 traveling breeze across the field of milkweed and yarrow. … Read More Early Town, the Carnival Lady and an Attic of Secrets

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Each Artisan Crafted Scent has a Lovely Story Waiting to Unfold Upon the Skin of its Bearer

The story behind the creations of “Angel Blue Perfume” is a sweet and lyrical Tale… I am Tommie Flannery Baskis and I love to create a story, mood and memories with wild crafted and distilled oil, root, leaf, flower and spice essences to bring you truly distinctive, holistic and elegant scents that are the dreams of “Angel Blue Perfume” and its many fragrant note combinations. As a child I had a … Read More Each Artisan Crafted Scent has a Lovely Story Waiting to Unfold Upon the Skin of its Bearer

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Dreams from the Wood Porch

‘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 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 the old porch with … Read More Dreams from the Wood Porch

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Angel Blue and Einar in Marrowbone Town (in the beginning…)

    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 here. You will find them waiting for you among … Read More Angel Blue and Einar in Marrowbone Town (in the beginning…)

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The Story and Passion Behind my Creative Works of Art, Books and Photography

“I have always been intrigued by the story and mystery intricately woven by those places and objects of abandonment. This I credit to my being an artist, it is in the creating of my new painting or photograph that this vision and story comes into manifestation. The story that has been left behind from abandoned places and things will never cease to exist. The story … Read More The Story and Passion Behind my Creative Works of Art, Books and Photography

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My ‘Lady of the Woods’ poetic prose, can be seen on Rutger Hauer’s website page- ‘Soap Box Poets’

http://www.rutgerhauer.org/poets/0439.php   Lady of the Woods © by Tommie Flannery Baskis Shimmering ashes and silvered cloth, drape long and smooth, Like a slow fog that whispers over the forest path, to adorn the Lady of the Woods. As the sun lays down before her, a glory of misty silk in the smoky heaven; The very breath of Angels of the Winter land. Her lullaby, … Read More My ‘Lady of the Woods’ poetic prose, can be seen on Rutger Hauer’s website page- ‘Soap Box Poets’

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Wishes for Hope, Graciousness and Faith in our Time of Living…

” To be able to hear the divine calling, for grace to flow abundantly, it is enough to love something dearly, music, the sun, or a little child.”   – Ramakrishna   The season of Christmas and the coming of the New Year has always felt like the most serene and reflective gift I could ever receive as a young girl. It was always natural … Read More Wishes for Hope, Graciousness and Faith in our Time of Living…

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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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