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A COLLECTOR SHOW CAR. A car to cruise the Blue Ridge. Moved up into the ”Inner Circle” at The Pigeon Forge Car Show in 2015. Trailered to...

Holy Ghost! They’s ghosts in my woods, They seem stealthy and quiet, They’re watching me though, As I go, Invisibly white. They seem to...

*photo by Troy Carr Lost in the woods, Alone, Quiet, Life fading, Stillness Invisible, Darkening, Strange and, Elusive, But for fleeting...

All you Casual Gardeners - Let’s get a jump on garden pests this year. You’ve started your seedlings indoors or have scouted out your...

I’ve tessered here. I’ve tessered there. I’ve tessered almost everywhere. I’ve tessered in. I’ve tessered out. I’ve tessered here and...

Spring is as fresh as apple pie, Flowers and blossoms renew, See babbling brook, Birds in the sky, Daisies all new morning dewed. The...

Sadly, Heart-broken, I lay in my bed, Quietly, Alone, Late-night, Grieving. I am sad And yet, Somehow glad, Maby it wasn’t, Meant to be....

CONGRATULATIONS! Colonel Brian Tenbrunsel upon your retirement from the United States Air Force. There is no better calling than to serve...

I sit and write my memoirs atop this ancient mountain; a brook babbles below. A boy leaps headlong into a leaf pile outside my window....

So open every window, Throw open every door, Let the moonlight shower, Blessings, Blessings evermore. I am the moon remember, Full bright...

When out on the crest, Of the field hill I spied, As far as my eyes could see, The pure white glow, Of Alabama snow, filled my heart with...

What faces? What Demons? What Green Man have you captured in your granite clutches, Oh Rock? What have you seen lo all these million...

Into the tunnel, Unknown, willfully I go, Willy Nilly, Caution to the wind; A double yellow leads me. Hell-bent on, Decente’ What lies...

Halfway between here and there - nowhere Darkness snow blinding at a dizzy pace I push forth in contradiction (unreality) Brown’s Lane -...

Awaken old man Winter! Yes we are eating our stored and frozen and canned delights from our garden last summer. Straw and mulched leaves...

A lone red bird looks at me; Perched shivering, In a hemlock tree. I look at him, Both wondering, When the snow will end, And will Spring...

A lone squirrel was looking for his nuts... A lone hawk was looking for the squirrel’s nuts too. At the blink of an eye, The bird swooped...

I picked up the book by J D Vance at the suggestion of a friend. I was writing a chapter of my memoirs, “The Silent Minority,” based on a...

As I went walking today, That ribbon of highway, I came across, Where Annie, Annie the donkey lay. I saw above me, endless Appalachians,...