Autumn Fog, Midway, KY and Woodford County, KY

  ‘Autumn fog wraps a field like spirits moving low above the reeds; where chilled air, rings birdsong on tendrils of suns first light’   Midway, KY is quaint as it is picturesque, with its rolling horse fields, tobacco barns, old stone walls that decorate the country roads for miles and the historic homes and buildings strewn about its countryside.… Continue reading Autumn Fog, Midway, KY and Woodford County, KY

Autumn Fog, Historic Midway, KY 2017

    ‘Autumn fog wraps a field like spirits moving low above the reeds; where chilled air rings birdsong on tendrils of suns first light’   Midway, KY, established in January of 1835,  is a historic, gorgeous quaint town nestled in Woodford County, KY. This town is famous for its thoroughbred race horse breeding operations,… Continue reading Autumn Fog, Historic Midway, KY 2017

My poem- Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, is featured on Rutger Hauer’s Soap Box Poets!

  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!

Autumns New Fire

Autumns New Fire   Autumn, …whirls in like a strange angel Its touching is sacred and cold. All gloriously bathed in  frostweed down, purple ironweed and goldenrod; Burning hues that glow in the dusty hollow where the wingless live and have been silent. A seasoned, ash winter will relinquish and venerate to a winged spirit of the freshly awakened… Continue reading Autumns New Fire

The Lightning Walnut Tree

Honey Forest

  The Lightning Walnut Tree September 23, I stand small, in the summer of my innocence, beneath the ancient struck walnut tree. The shimmery haze of thick Summer sun hypnotizes me, as I dream of a silver winged storm that struck a jagged rip down through the black walnut tree above me. Moving on the… Continue reading The Lightning Walnut Tree