The Big Lebowski was there (on the left). For more than 20 Halloweens Joe and I have been dancing to The KIND at the Pine Tavern Restaurant, but it was recently sold to members of a revival church and, sadly, our KIND at the Pine days are over. The traditional KIND Halloween Costume Party happened […]
My mind is a blizzard in a snow globe The drifts pile up Sometimes they lean to one side The leaks are inevitable when they melt I bump into door frames and hold on to walls I avoid unplanned moves Crash but don’t fall It probably started when I fainted and hit my head on […]
1. The picture above is my camera’s version of a butt dial. 2. Joe and I broke a record this weekend by going to Dogtown Roadhouse to dance two nights in row. First, we saw the Chris Timbers Band and then the Seedpickers. In describing Chris Timbers to Joe after listening to some videos on […]
This is the soapbox at the Floydfest Poetree that my poet friends and I once upon a time read poetry on. See HERE. One of these things is not like the other. See HERE. A Floydfest sentiment. Joe helped to build the Pink Floyd stage in the Beer Garden, which included some repurposed lumber that […]
From Outer Space to a warmer place. Players at work.
Upside-down parasol of pink A sleeping eyelid waiting to blink From bashful to bold it flutters open and closed and sometimes it turns the other cheek ____________Colleen Redman / Poets and Storytellers United
1. It’s that time of year where we live on the scenic Blue Ridge Parkway, which means tourists enjoying the fall foliage and apple picking, a yearly tradition for Joe and I. 2. Apple picking sacrament /is the irony of Eden / The body and blood / of holy communion / Fruit of her womb […]
______Wordless Wednesday
We gave Hopa Joe the camp name “Camp Champ” because he was the most experienced hiker/camper of us and because he got the whole camp-out going. Liam helped Joe put up the tents. This is not porridge for The Three Bears. It’s Liam and Joe’s regular camp ramen with buffalo jerky. The hot noodles went […]
When our eyes become adjusted to darkness we call ourselves poets The ones who stand too close to the speakers listening for the hum of the world’s forgotten song We wait for falling stars to burn in our laps for dread to pass and time to stop We wear berets and quit our jobs fix […]
1. The weekend was full with two special birthdays and a beautiful memorial celebration for a friend. 2. “It’s a white ball of fire! became a catchphrase. 3. It was actually a carrot cake. 4. I just now lost the exclamation point on my keyboard. I couldn’t find it by looking, so had to trust […]
Note: The Floyd County Board of Supervisors is holding a public hearing regarding proposed amendments to the current county ordinance regulating musical or entertainment festivals or gatherings, Tuesday, October 11, 9:30 at the County Administration Building on Oxford Street. The Floyd County Board of Supervisors had an opportunity to hear from Floydfest organizers about the […]
