Red berries gleam in silver metal. A bucket with orange rusty handle stands alone by the old slave wall that follows the narrow twisting road that leads to Sandstone Falls. Beside the river, the road, the wall, the bucket she stoops, gray hair shining with sweat as she searches for berries whose th… more

Wed Aug 13 08:54pm EDT

The sun scraped his knee on the playground of heaven It bled freely across the turquoise eggshell of sky And though he is a big brave boy, a few tears of rain were shed But he will be back in the morning, warm and bright The August moon came following, as baby sisters always do with a golden glow o… more

Tue Aug 12 10:53am EDT

Hunter, Hunted, and Mountain Biker On the back of Pinnacle Mountain, down roads where you rarely see people traveling about, rocks rise out of the gravel and dirt like bony spines of ancient dinosaurs, and trees are hunched and gnarled, limbs twisted by winter winds, now brushy and dark green with … more

Tue Jul 29 08:08am EDT

Almost Home ... I recall the first time I saw Petie. It was about eight years ago this coming week. As a disabled veteran, I go to the Veteran’s Administration Hospital for treatment of my service-connected disabilities. I had just moved back to Kentucky and needed to renew my prescriptions, so I t… more

Mon Oct 29 02:46pm EDT

Hey Dad, one of my kids asked the other day, What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up ? We didn t have fast food when I was growing up, I informed him. All the food was slow. C mon, seriously. Where did you eat ? It was a place called at home, I explained. Grandma cooked every day… more

Thu Oct 18 08:07am EDT

When Mother Lights the Fire… I feel it coming on again In my spirit and my mind This affliction comes over me Each year about this time With warning signs clear as day Same thing everytime You’d think an old hand such as I Would learn to read the sign But I miss it as I always do Caught up in day t… more

Wed Oct 10 08:58am EDT