Christmas Highlights...

Yes. I got the complete collection. Nothing short of quietly ecstatic here. Nick, Nora, and I will be spending some quality time together here soon.







I also received a collection of greta garbo greats.
She's not too shabby. No.

brianna

i like this picture of her

The angel in my music box
Visited last night--
Kissed my cheek and danced with me
Until the dawning light.

The angel wore a satin gown--
Softly sang to me
Smelled of roses--felt like rain.
I closed my eyes to see.

I must go to my music box
Said she to me at last.
Tomorrow night she'll come again,
But until then--the past.

Travis Shillington
31-10-06

Snapshots from the Olde Country

in the village of epworth

cemetery outside chapel in ewporth

same cemetery...slightly different vantage point

wales and myself got along pretty swell...

Broken lines of silence creep,--
Winding through my head;
Memories and Coffee steep,--
Would to God that I might sleep;
Lose your haunting scent and keep
Redemption in my bed.

Breathing in your toxic spell
May yet murder me;
Burnt cigarettes and Time will tell,--
And the tolling of the bell
Announcing one more soul who fell
Into Eternity.

Travis Shillington
2-8-07

An amber field of barley blew

An amber field of barley blew,
And in that field I thought of you.
I thought of you, and as I lay,
The barley brushed my tears away.

I climbed a sprawling sycamore
To watch a bird, and wished to soar
As high as it, so I could see
Your face outside my memory.

Inside a dim lit sepulchre
I scraped away the mounded earth
That held your form, which clasped my heart
That died when we were torn apart.

I took you from that eerily
Familiar tomb, and past the tree
That led to where an amber field
Had long, my sorrows, all concealed.

Your lifeless body came to rest
Against my barely breathing chest;
And as I died I thought of you--
Around us amber barley blew.

Travis Shillington
17-5-07