A Tree In The Woods

Not far from my house there's a street we never go down
I know mama has driven on most streets in our small town
When we go by this one a cheeky smile comes onto her face
Asking her why the smile, I don't get an answer to embrace

Older now I hear stories about that tree in this wooded lot
Of how an old man hoisted a ladder high up to the trees top                                          He carved out a few little house even one stuck out on a limb
I went there to see for myself, was it an old crazy man's whim

Tell me Mom about that tree, what lovely secrets do you hold
Promise me son what I say, no one else should ever be told
Late one night I drove to that tree, for reasons I don't know
I heard giggles coming from it and soft lights in every window

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image: Tree in The Woods “Our Wonder World”, by Geo. L. Shuman & Co., Volume 5, the children’s story book.

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My Life’s Recipe

I ask for so little in my life

I don’t seek Dear Abby’s advice

What I do to keep my life stress free

Start every morning with flavored coffee

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image:https://tenor.com/search/steaming-hot-coffee-gifs

No Trespassing

My friend Joey and me were hanging out in his yard                                                                   Had nothing to do though we were thinking real hard
Nearing end of August we were sweating from the heat
Joey gives out a shout, I got an idea that's really neat

We could go to the corner ice cream and candy store
Got no money to spend, we'll get thrown out the door
We can go swimming at the junior high's indoor pool
A locked gate, no lifeguard on duty, no way to be cool

Our last plan brought us to our towns roadside stream
A No Trespassing sign nailed to a tree can be easily seen
When Joie and I are striped down to are swimming trunks 
Up pulls officer Kelly's cruiser, oh brother we are sunk

Driving me home I thought my dad was quite upset
I did something for a long time he might not forget
But he smiled at me and said we're on the same page
I got caught swimming there too when I was your age.

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image :https://www.flickr.com/photos/katinthecupboard/14495820462/

An Elephant Walking In Wildflowers

 I try to walk very gently through a field filled with wildflowers
Not crushing them under my feet takes a short walk many hours
On hot days I flap my ears over them to give out a slight breeze
If not for me they would dry up for this field doesn’t have trees

Lots of bees and butterflies continually dance around my head
Getting stung or one flying up my trunk is a thing I daily dread
I am blessed with having such freedom and plenty of space to roam
Concrete floors and iron bars is sadly what some elephants call home

Author Eileen Clark

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The Clock

I heard my Mother say last night
The clock is running fast
This puzzled me cause there it stood
Just where I'd seen it last
She also said "it broke a hand
in falling on it's face"
This puzzled me still more because
It didn't show a trace
Of hand or foot or anything
Alive that I could see
The things my Mother says at times
Are odd as odd could be

Author Vere Dargan

One of my favorite poems in the books my mom read from to my two brothers and me. The New Wonder World 1939

The Dandelion

Dandelion, to a gardener no word could be worse
From a man's lips it's often combined with a curse 
The neighbor smirks as he looks over your fence
Lotta good it did what with the money you spent

They pop up by the thousands in the middle of the night
Right after you mowed all day, it just doesn't seem right
Along busy highways standing fearless strong and tall
Out of cement sidewalks, tar roads and brick walls

And yet if you should pick one and study it for a bit
Beyond the word Dandelion you'd have a better fit
I tell you for certain, what will take your breath away
Is when your child hands you a dandelion bouquet

Author Eileen Clark

Image:originalpaintbydiamond.com

The Chocolate Baker

The Chocolate Baker is a lady of stature so grand

She bakes the best cookies and cakes over the lands

Other bakers dishes are tasteless and utterly bland

Sensationally goodness are the works from her hands

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Miraculous wonders from her oven every day appear

Close to my palate her talents have become very dear

Cakes, brownies, fudge puddings and chocolate pies

Scrumptious delectable aromas bring tears to my eyes

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As Chocolate is a part of my menu almost every day

Living near the bakery would be a wise choice I’d say

So a house I found with a little effort and a little labor

Now the Chocolate Baker, a grand lady is my neighbor

Author Eileen Clark  

This poem was written because of my love for chocolate, so much so that I have a website called The Chocolate Baker.

https://foreverchocolate.wordpress.com/

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Green Thumb

You remember I wrote a poem for my granddaughter called “Apple Pie And Grammy,” well my granddaughter just wrote a poem for me called, “Green Thumb” and I want to share it with you today.

My Grammy taught me many things, From interior design to growing things. Full of energy I couldn’t sit still, She gave me work ethic, a valuable skill.

She’d wheel around, shouting orders from her throne, Our back yard looked like a flower shop for our home. On rainy days she hurt too much to leave the bed, So we watched movies cuddled up instead.

From cooking and baking I was critiqued, Eating at least one bite just to please me. Oh how I miss those days, though I’ll never forget; The growing love between my Grammy, my friend.

By Taylor Grzyb – 2022

My granddaughter Taylor

Green Thumb Image: etsy.com

https://kentucky55.wordpress.com/?s=Apple+Pie+And+Grammy

The Old Locomotive

I hear the train whistle blowing as it's coming around
Feeling so much excitement my heart begins to pound
Another train is moving slowly on a nearby rail track
One that is even bigger and has a larger smokestack

I blocked my ears at the high pitched screeching sound
Watching how the big spoked wheels begin to slow down
Mom's now holding my hand tight standing so close to the rails
My ticket is crumpled and a bit torn from my dug in fingernails

Gray and white puffy clouds rising from the giant smokestack
Flowing over the couches and box cars, all the way to the back
Hot steam spews out a hissing sound as the engine comes to a stop
This is the grandest of all days, on my list it's placed at the top

Standing by the door a smiling conductor calls out to us, all abroad!
The excitement burst out of my body, up till now it has been stored
A window seat is always the best, watching cows and barns flying by
In the aisle a conductor is calling, popcorn, peanuts, and apple pie

Through the big glass window I see us climbing over high mountains 
Over bridges, through dark tunnels and cities with big water fountains
Speedily passing golden meadows, fields of corn and apple orchards
Places I have not seen before I can pretend to be an explorer

I wonder about all the travelers in the coaches that follow behind me
Box cars are connected carrying cows, luggage, and crates of exotic tea
Those trains are gone, my littleness is gone, and if I could have my way
I would learn to be a conductor and be paid to ride the train every day

Author Eileen Clark

Beautiful Train Picture flickr.com