Little dog sits quiet
On the back of the couch
Watching the world
Through a window
I wonder what thought
What dreams and what wonder
Work through her head...
She barks, saw a bird.
Stories, Old Ragged Verse, Letters to and from mountain cousins by Storyteller and Appalachian Humorist Stephen Hollen. Enjoy the humor and bittersweet memories of Eastern Kentucky and a place where the mist crawls down the mountainside ''like molasses on a cold plate''
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Lazy Day
Lazy old day
Pajama till noon day
Weary bones creaking
Warm bed is speaking
Calling your number
Scoot now down under
Big piles of covers
Wrap you like lovers.
Soon you'll be snoozing
Daylight is losing.
Pajama till noon day
Weary bones creaking
Warm bed is speaking
Calling your number
Scoot now down under
Big piles of covers
Wrap you like lovers.
Soon you'll be snoozing
Daylight is losing.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Fifties Serendipity
Serendip dip dip dip
Serendipity, dipity do
Dip dip dip danga dang dang
Fifties serendipity
Be-bopping all over
Again.
Serendipity, dipity do
Dip dip dip danga dang dang
Fifties serendipity
Be-bopping all over
Again.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Waiting for Morning
Misty spring morning
Lays heavy and cold
Threats of frost
Murmur round the weeds
Spring peepers are quiet
Waiting for warmth.
Lays heavy and cold
Threats of frost
Murmur round the weeds
Spring peepers are quiet
Waiting for warmth.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Night wrapper
Darkness wraps round
Pulls deeper
Sucks the light
Wraps in night.
Pulls deeper
Sucks the light
Wraps in night.
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