about me,, humm,, old gray haired, half wore out, totally broke, blue jean wearing, bluegrass picking, father of 3 girls, married since I was in Junior High, armchair adventurer, introverted, homesteadin', codger from the soverign nation of Texas. But I do have an open mind..
Glenn, old habits are hard to break. I wanted to close the window to keep out the weather. It's a good shelter from a storm. And I could hear the rickety door. Good writing. John
Good story to go with the photo!
ReplyDeleteactually, the photo came second. I "googleed" old farm house front porch. lol
ReplyDeleteOh Glenn, You know how I love the sound of a rickety old screen door! (Pretty cool that Domey posted yours!)
ReplyDeleteWOW, truly a master sentence full of story. That's the Glenn I love to read!
ReplyDeleteI still say you are a very special man who cares more than anyone I know, and I too love the sound of a rickety old screen door....:-) Hugs
ReplyDeleteYou captured so much in that great sentence. Loved it! I want to try this too. Well done Glenn :)
ReplyDeletefuck, glenn. i want more!
ReplyDeleteOh, and this photo seeps into me as though I am the photograph itself and you have just spilled your rum and coke on me.
xo
erin
I get so fed up with reading poetry blogs that romanticise a rusty nail. For once, one sentence got to me!
ReplyDeleteGlenn, old habits are hard to break. I wanted to close the window to keep out the weather. It's a good shelter from a storm. And I could hear the rickety door. Good writing. John
ReplyDeleteYou continue to amaze me. If I am in a position where I "have to write sumthin'", I freeze. You simply open your mind...and go.
ReplyDeleteWho, what, why, when? As urgent as that photo..you have captured so much in so few words..thanks for your visit and happy holidays..Jae
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