Meet the Poets!!


WELCOME to the Forrest Fest Blog!!! Below are just a few of the GREAT poets who will take to the stage for FORREST FEST 2014!! Enjoy, and if you would like to be featured, SEND US YOUR INFO!! Peace, love, & Poetry!!


Ken Jones

Ken Jones has been a published poet for over 20 years in academic and underground journals, magazines, anthologies, websites and other forums. He has given readings of his original work since college at bars, bookstores, coffeehouses, conferences, and other venues. He earned an MA in English/Creative Writing from the University of Texas at Austin and is a full-time faculty member at the Art Institute of Houston, teaching Creative Writing among other subjects, His collection Unutterable Blunders and Palace Disasters was published by PlainViewPress in 2006. Ceaselee Greaspaint in Combat Stance Published by Slough Press in 2007
Jones’ most recent book is Pleadings from the Pleaides (Poetry in the Arts Publications), available at and his latest chapbook is Bones of Rebellion (Brave New Books chapbook series).

Our Spirit walks a labyrinth in life
Sacred spaces our longing yearns to access
When burdened by this world’s diurnal strife.
Stalwart within, through winding paths we press
Toward that inner silence where dwells our source.
We cup our hands to catch the Godhead stream
The spirit taste returns us to the course
Where Light defies us to rise toward its beam.
Aloft at that spot, knowledge of the Cosmos
Crosses us as wisely we surrender
To the core of Oneness whose essence grows
When you and it rest at peace together.
Often when you think you are truly lost
Your spirit walks this path and pays its cost.

Thom Woodruff

21 years ago,Thom was one of the founders of Austin International Poetry Festival
16 years ago,he started hosting EXPRESSIONS
At present,he hosts FULL ENGLISH CAFE Saturday nights ,and improvises his only many lives
He works well with musicians who also do likewise!
“His best poem=is his next poem!”

by sharing their tribal talking.Only they know
what meaning awaits when we reach to each other.
Illusion solitary.Every bird knows breath/as song for shared skies
Every death is silence at dawn rise.So we make codes
break codes/seek heat when cold distances limit us.
Solutions lie with each other(lay with each other)
As much as one is a number,and zero is less
more comes with movement towards ,and connection
is only something larger than our needs.Our need to give.
Adventures await us-when we take our limits and burn them
And in the words of Bruce Lee-“Find our true selves-beyond ourselves..”

Daniel Ramos


Per Me In Base sins

The sun never sets
In Midland Texas
Its 11:59 pm
And I can see
A fire in the sky
Like a dawn
That can’t quite
Get it up
It’s stuck at the top
Of a stack
Flickering like
A lit cigarette
In the mouth
Of mother nature
Because who doesn’t
Like to smoke
After their fucked
I mean fracked
In hailing the cancer
Into the ground water
Lungs filling up
Exhaling second hand death
To the residents
Who won’t notice until after
Years of research is made
On all the birth defects
Tap water
Strike oil
Black gold
White lies
All in the name of progress
Thanks to the boom
You can start a fast food job
At $14.00 an hour
Almost twice the national
Minimum wage
As long as we all get paid
Too many apps
On our new gadgets to let
Reality download
For a single second
When will we peel our eyes
Off the screen
Pull our nose out the snow
Blow away the smoke
And mirrors with the crushed prescription
Will only get harder to focus
The softer this skin is
How will we ever notice
How dark our future looks
When it’s so bright outside
Even at night
A cigarette in mother natures mouth
Burning like a sun
That can’t quite
Get it up
Kat Copeland


He got it for his pigs. Picked up at the grocery store. Almost. Almost time to expire. Gave to the family instead. Gallons and gallons of milk. Pig slop. Here a fancy dress got it at Neimans. You know only for the rich. 9-year old child’s makeover. With a snip here and there. Designer fit. Said I’ll help you cut corners bring me your budget. Well my land’s child you already make the buffalo beller. Home made clothes. Home haircuts. Thank goodness for the butch and the burr. Hand me downs Package in the post. Like a Christmas in July. Garage sales and sells. . Shirts for a half dollar. Party line. Lucky to get the phone. Caller said well if that ain’t you then why did you answer the phone. Cause you called me. Wanted to call the fool a fool. Impossible to do with mouth wide open. Bette the wind beneath my wings done got to a breeze. Wonder if I can hang on. Where’s your daddy go. He be drinking at the bar. His plan is to starve us out so we’ll welcome him back with open arms. So he can amuse. Use abuse. What worth have a wife and child.
Connie Williams

Storage Shed
Today, cleaning out the storage shed, I see the past through dust / old tools covered in rust / a tight little cowgirl skirt and a boot, missing for years / is this what all these tears are about / the things that went missing decades ago / forgotten in that used-to-be closet of too-busy-to-take- care- of -now / come home with me old friends / i will put you in the washing machine / spray you with WD 40 / and we will take one more dance around the floor / you hold my memories on which my present was built / I, am your caretaker weaving a dream of love with a new friend


The Grand Tour in and Around Lamesa


Close to 17,000 years ago, this area was home to groups of Paleo-Indians who used the region for hunting and camping. The community of Lamesa traces its beginnings to July, 1903, when it was a part of Frank Conner’s Ranch. In those days, ranching was the primary occupation. Frank Connor, M.C. Lindsey, and J. F. Barron plotted the area into lots and christened the community “Lamesa” which is derived from the Spanish word “mesa” meaning “tableland”. This was chosen because the town is situated on a high plateau of the South Plains. In 1905, Lamesa became the county seat of Dawson County, and it was officially incorporated as a city in 1917. More recently, the economy has become based largely on cattle farming and cotton production.


South-Plains Indians

Although time and technology has taken over most of this rugged landscape, if you drive East of Lamesa, about 20 miles, you enter the Caprock Escarpment in Borden County. This picturesque view is still home to Red-Tailed Hawks, Antelope, and Coyotes. Most of the land is now privately owned, however if you have access, you can still find Indian burial grounds, and ancient writings on the canyon walls. I have seen some of these first hand, and have a great honor for the ancestors that lived so many thousands of years ago, on this rough, desert-like landscape.

Caprock Break, aprox. 20 miles from Lamesa, Tx.

Caprock Break, approx. 20 miles from Lamesa, Tx.

Should you be in the mood for a great scenic route to, or from Lamesa, I highly reccomend driving through the Caprock break(west of Snyder, to Gail on HWY 180). I have seen everything from the best Texas sunsets, to yes, even tarantula and locust migrations. It is a land that can’t even be described, but has to be felt and seen first hand.

Why did the Tarantula cross the road?

Why did the Tarantula cross the road?

Nothing beats a Texas sunset

Nothing beats a Texas sunset

The Sulfur Draw still runs directly through Forrest Park today. This draw was once a primary route for ranchers and travelers alike, following it as a road, and camping along its banks. The Sulfur Draw begins at the top of Texas, and ends south of Big Springs. Today, however, it is usually a dry, cracked water bed, unless heavy rainfall quenches its thirst.

Sulfur Draw in Forrest Park, Lamesa, Tx.

Sulfur Draw in Forrest Park, Lamesa, Tx.

Heading back into town, There is still plenty to see and explore. If it is food you are looking for, historic Spurlock’s, home of the only Superdog, or Sky-Vue drive in theatre, birthplace of the Chihuahua Burger, are sure to satisfy your cravings. Forrest Fest has annually held a music concert atop the movie reel rooftop, in honor of the legendary Buddy Holly, who took to the roof himself for an outstanding performance.

Spurlock's Burgers and Fries

Spurlock’s Burgers and Fries

Forrest Fest musician, Steve Brooks

Forrest Fest musician, Steve Brooks, at the historic Sky-Vue Theatre

Every year the graduating class of LHS rallies at The Wall. Students cover up last years art mural, leaving it a solid white canvas, so the current years students can leave their mark. Memorials and artwork transform this crumbling stone wall into a pure work of graffiti art

Every year the graduating class of L.H.S. rallies at The Wall. Students cover up last years art mural, leaving it a solid white canvas, so the current years students can leave their mark. Memorials and artwork transform this crumbling stone wall into a pure work of graffiti art

In 2011 Lamesa organized it’s first Chicken Fried Steak Festival. The annual event consists of hot air ballooning, cook-off contests, and concession booths, lined up through-out Forrest Park. This year Forrest Fest coincides with this event, so it’s sure to be an enjoyable time, had by all!

Balloons take to the skies every year at the Chicken Fried Steak Festival

Balloons take to the skies every year at the Chicken Fried Steak Festival

Welcome to Lamesa, Texas! This sleepy little town may not buzz with city life and daily excitement, but I can guarantee it will leave a more subtle stain in your mind. One that tells of living history, and untouched plains. Settlers longing for a new chance at life, determined to grow and flourish among the mesquite-filled red desert. They were able to turn this dusty mirage into a small oasis full of stucco charm and spanish culture. Lamesa is truely small town charm at its best, where everybody knows your name.