The Watcher in the House of Mirrored Shadows

It happened in a dry, bone-dust August, in the year of our Lord 2020; that a secret was to be given in trust. This secret, upon receiving would come with a burdensome price. I will never forget that summer; it crept upon us like a veiled shadow on the perimeter of the sun’s last rays.…

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 drifts softly like cinders from the heavens; melting upon the songs of the Dark-eyed Junco and Nuthatch; that carry the secrets of the forest, upon their moonlit wings. This child of…

The Lost Town in Marrowbone Forest

By ~ Tommie Flannery Baskis and Duskflyer Vison Art & Productions © October 2021 I remember our Marrowbone Town in the way a child sees enchantment in the familiar, as streams of smoke and light stir among the large Yellow Poplars and Locust trees in the moments of dusk. We would pass through the desolate,…

Excited to Announce, My Published Book, ‘The Abandoned Story’ Volumes I & II, are now available on Apple iBooks, Kindle and Blurb

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…

~ A TOWN AT NIGHT HAS ITS OWN SECRETS ~

      ~ A Town at Night has its own Secrets ~   ‘A town at night has its own secrets.’ An old woman whispered this into my child’s ear when I was I was growing.  I recall the late afternoon she came shuffling down the lane by our house in October, while my Daddy…

Old Grandpier Primitive Baptist Church

“The watcher knows the mystery in the living, dances close to what we promised to not remember…” The vision will be dreamed through the season of knowing… The vision will be passed on to you and me… Tommie,  I>  I=   Old Grandpier Primitive Baptist Church It was a very old Baptist Church, settled on…

Angel Blue & Einar, in Iron Forest (I>) Town (e)

  Matthew 10:26 “So do not be afraid of them, for there is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed. or hidden that will not be made known… What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight…” Matthew 10:34 “Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I…

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…

Summer Memory at Dripping Springs, Featured on Rutger Hauer’s – Soap Box Poets

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,…

The Child always feels the Power of Presence and its Place among the Living, in our Time of Knowing.

As a child, that always ran towards the sun, I look for things that can never be found. I reach out to ones that have no answer- I see their smiling love, joyful laughter, like whispers in the wind… They are fleeting moments; in a locked time piece. I can hear the distant clock chime,…