Sometimes I indulge in a little free verse. Sometimes I indulge in bars and shout "Free Bird!" Anyway, hope you like it. Desert Inn Lovers, like impressions in clay leave behind their sweetness. Blue eyes, brown, this one, that,a lifetime. How many kisses in the dark?Adoring, no hesitation, only love. I welcomed you like the sunpouring over me, a golden glazenever hardening. Wraps round me now, a whiskey spun cocoon,mere memories.No regret. I breathe. I live. I … [Read more...]
In Observance of National Poetry Month
April 11, 2013 By Jean Ellen Whatley
Filed Under: A Woman With a Past, Being a Writer, Following Your Heart, Lost Loves Tagged With: AZ, Holbrook, loneliness, lovers, Memories, motels, neon signs, Off the Leash, open road, recollections, road trips, Route 66, traveling, vacancy, western motels
They Don’t Cotton To Takin’ Pitchers of the Barn
July 30, 2011 By Jean Ellen Whatley
It's Day 24 of our little trek, and I'm in Douglasville, Georgia, just south of Atlanta, staying with my niece and her family. Libby's getting another dose of country living, with her southern canine cousins, both females. There were a few raised hackles at first, reminded me of the woman who pulled up behind me at the Hope Mills General Store, in appropriately named, Hope Mills, VA. By the time that brief stopover was through, I was hoping to get out of there alive. … [Read more...]
Filed Under: Being a Writer, Dogs, Following Your Heart, Traveling America Tagged With: buckshot, CA, Country Living, Dogs, F110 pick up, gas stations, Hope Mill, open road, pickup trucks, road stories, road trips, travel, Virginia
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