Friday, June 23, 2017
Gooseberry Lake Superior by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
Gooseberry Falls State Park, Two Harbors, Minnesota Lake Superior. The rock is stark and beautiful on the shore. It is of volcanic origins similar to rock in Marquette Michigan. One of the breweries is named after this rock.
Saturday, June 17, 2017
Friday, June 16, 2017
Wednesday, June 14, 2017
Poem (My Homestead) From the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
My Homestead
The children play outside my door
Little girls screaming and giggling, turning cartwheels and tumbling to the ground
My pool of shallow green grass
Yet there is not much left but a slip of a dream
The sun rises and warms the brick wall
It brings a new day to this flat land where a boy and a sled finds a lonesome place
A garden full of flowers
A town full of enough bees to fill a wine barrel
A welcome face or a sour one
Tourism is streaming by on the wheel through a dying town of life
At the old General Store farmers used to drink and jest
Full of more gossip than the women they were hiding from
Full of more liquor than life
Here in Homestead cats are king, they scratch at the door and own the easy chair
Each day the old sluggers reastaurant opens to fortune or fame
It is a deal a meal, a tiresome chore for cook and staff
That fills the welcome belly of tourist and local
My country home, country style, my country life
As the cat strides out the door, the light leaves this place
And the cows and coyotes begin their song in the grove
A train blows its loud whistle through the night amidst the pink neon glow of Zubers Restaurant
But by now it's nothing but a lullaby.
Poem (My Homestead) from the book {Bunny Hop} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
This poem was written in 2003 and performed in front of an audience at the Amana Poetry Festival in High Amana (the Arts Guild). I was a board member and brought Mrs. Mattingly from Newton to perform several songs during the show.
Saturday, June 10, 2017
Friday, June 9, 2017
Poem from the book the {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
Drinking driving and arithmetic, an after school special
Getting the Audi Fox speeding up to one hundred ten , then doing the streets of San Francisco on the rural gravel roads of Newton, Iowa
Shooting over the tops of the rolling hills
Gliding fourteen feet in the air till you come slamming down and you fish tail in the gravel
Coning adults at the Hy Vee Grocery Store, to buy us some long necks of Buttwiper Beer, when there use to be a mall
Driving around with Al and friends smoking our cigars and drinking our beer
Picking up the girls and taking them night golfing
Going to the Capitol Theatre to throw milkduds and popcorn and spill pop on the floor (your feet would stick)
Getting slammed into windshield like a bug and flying eighty feet in the air till I skidded in the asphalt
The nurse used a rather rough brillo pad to scrub the wounds
Teasing rival cars on the strip and being chased
These guys open their van door to give us a beating
I shoot a flare gun into the vehicle and they dance like marionettes, and we escape
Watching girls in bikinis and then saying something smart ass to my girlfriend (who pushes me over a railing)
Making enough money to pump gas in my car
Working at Adventureland Amusement Park cleaning up barf from the roller coaster ride the Tornado for $2.75 an hour
The car mechanic pulls me aside and tells me to drive more responsibly
He says he is sick of working on this vehicle
The mechanic is a hippie wearing a Jack Daniels t-shirt.
Poem from the book {The Lion and the Sun} by Artist Troy Richard Thomas
Saturday, June 3, 2017
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