Here is a song by Dave Plassman, performed by him and his daughter, using a digital voice recorder. We hope you enjoy. You have to hear it to believe it! This song is probably safe for work.
If you want to read a rather spine chilling tale that has twists up until the end, check out this new and improved offering from Glynda.
A blind University student, doing a Gender Studies program, decides to see how life looks through a woman’s eyes. So he takes on a new persona and boards a Greyhound, bound for a conference in Seattle. On the way, he meets a new friend… who is not all that she seems, but is also more!
Find out what happens next in the first installment of the Chris McSweeney Carlson series.
Do you find yourself yearning for polite discourse instead of heated battle when the subject of politics comes up? Do you remember when we could discuss things as ideas instead of simplistic views of good versus evil? When people of different political leanings could actually be friends?
Prepare yourself, then, for a refreshing journey to yesteryear.
“Green Pastures of Plenty,” by Dave Plassman, is not your usual partisan harangue. It is a breath of fresh air, a short but to the point exploration of the fundamental issues we all face in common. The goal is to find a “radically centrist” viewpoint and a rational way to arrive at solutions that benefit everyone. This fine little book is available on Amazon, reasonably priced in electronic and print forms, and is one that truly deserves to be spread far and wide.
Click on the image if you’d like to buy a copy, it’s free for Amazon Prime members.
stripes and claws
brown and cream bowl hard against feline teeth
laid low, just outside, a liberated bird
yellow and softly warbled
sagebrush clumps remaining,
autumn winds mottle the ridge.
Birds down in the creek dive and chatter
the cells in my ears twitch in acknowledgement
tomatoes ripened to a mirror shine
my bones stretch to grasp flown over,
common doves arc my synapses alert,
sucking in moisture another Sunday,
another tromp humble pie and humble be
for now that’s what I get:
another moment piled into all that live
cell into cell, above, below.
My adult coloring book is now available on Lulu. Since this is my first physical copy of any book I have published it became a hassle formatting images. a learning experience I needed as an Independent Publisher. 80 Mixed patterns to color. This adult coloring book has over 80 animal patterns and provides hours of […]
Hey everybody, want a free book or three? Two of my books have been featured on the “Support For Indie Authors” group’s free book promotion. These will be free from Friday, January 13, through Wednesday, January 18. Check them out! My Novel and my short story are both free. Click on the covers […]
Hi everyone, Please find below the latest entry in Purrsday Poetry by Bernie Colley. The Christmas Tree The kittens gathered round to see the Christmas tree arrive they wondered what this thing could be as it was carried up the drive Once inside a pot was found and filled with earth and sand the tree was […]
Snow spitting down like a demented inmate
she kept the car steered just beyond the ditch
rosary beads well tucked
potatoes cooked, ready to be warmed
whirling of wheels and whirling of snow
not Catholics but congregants aching to live
the three of us breathed a little deeper
when the driveway hove into view
the burro just down from us sighing into his whiskers.
Down spitting, a patient too angry to be pilled
dampening coats and gloves and groceries
the wooden deck reached we bid adieu
the Grand Old Man shaking his fist outside our walls
we sat to table, steaming food,
our hush now a shout in the absence of blinding white spillage.