My Paintings

Mommy’s Hats

Mommy’s hats are fun to put on because she is so pretty

 And when I put one on I tend to get a little bit giddy

Because I look so grown up and somewhat resemble her

Maybe it’s just wishful thinking, I’m really not too sure

~*~

Right now I look like my dad, that’s what most folks say

But dad say’s not to worry, you keep changing every day

So listen up, I’m not saying this just out of fatherly duty

Even right now without those silly hats, your a real cutie

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image: This beautiful painting can be found at https://picclick. com/Popular/pati-bannister-prints

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The Monarch Butterfly 

A caterpillar that is a bright striped yellow and black

With antenna on both ends, the front and the back

 Eating milkweed makes them taste bad to predators

Therefore it keeps away other bug eating competitors

~*~

This effort helps the Monarchs live to become adults

Otherwise NO Monarchs on the earth would be the results

The facts show the adult butterfly lives for only a few weeks

So warmer climate is what this delicate butterfly seeks

~*~

 Conservation experts years of studying them now think

 If mankind doesn’t want the Monarch to become extinct       

Our old ways of doing things no doubt can be rearranged

To make big efforts towards the progress of climate change

~*~

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image at the top from Pinterest

My butterfly bush attracts lots of Monarch butterflies every summer. You might consider planting one in your yard, they are hardy and easy to care for.

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Make October Last

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/192036371603061936/
Fall is the most beautiful time of the year
The October air is crisp and remarkably clear 
Perfect for long walks on dirt country roads
Easing your mind from troublesome loads

Someone raked up a huge pile of leaves
Right in there front yard, what a big tease
I would gladly jump in if someone insists
Even an adult would find it hard to resist

I try to spend some time outside every single day
One windy night could blow all the leaves away
If I had my druthers I would fill my life with cheer
By making October be the twelve months in a year

Author Eileen Clark 2022

                                              

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I Dreamed I Was Dancing

I dreamed I was dancing in the dark

Not on stage but in a beautiful park

No one watching but a few white birds 

They’ll not tell, they don’t tweet words

~*~

I was wearing a pretty fluffy white dress

With five or six petticoats more or less

They made a rustling swishing sorta sound

When I jumped up and down up and down

~*~

I saw an awesome thing when I awoke from sleep

White feathers covering my entire floor knee deep

It was an amazing dream that I often want to repeat

For I can’t dance right now, a wheelchair I use for feet

Author Eileen Clark

Image: by ~https://fineartamerica.com/featured/girl-with-umbrella-and-falling-feathers-johan-swanepoel.html

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Back To School

I really do love the month of September                                                                                      Of course along with that I also remember                                                                              This is when we all go back to our schools                                                                                         To learn lots of stuff and obey the rules

I‘m not the smartest one in my class                                                                                                      I try to get good enough marks to pass                                                                                              But one sure thing I will never regret                                                                                                                I always managed to be the teachers pet

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image: vectorstock.com

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Potted Flowers

Summers finally at it’s hot and humid end

This year’s not been much of a gardeners friend

Taking so much time to fill several of my large pots

With a verity of organic seeds, spending quite a lot

~*~

 I prepared well using the right mixtures of loam

Was looking forward to see many colors in bloom

With a watering can, I used exactly the right spray

 Matters not, it’s so dry, things are wasting away

~*~

All that came up was pathetic skinny sprouts

Using a catalog to order I should have had doubts

Flower images looked great on the side of the pack

Now I think it’s time I should get all my money back

~*~

In my minds eye I see lovely flowers along my deck

In the yellow pages all the nurseries I should check

Or better yet I really need to talk to my friend Jake

Well he gave me the best advice, all his flowers are fake!

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image: wayfair.com

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I Cannot Dance Upon My Toes

I cannot dance upon my Toes
No Man instructed me
But oftentimes, among my mind,
A Glee possesseth me,

That had I Ballet knowledge
Would put itself abroad
In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe
Or lay a Prima, mad,

And though I had no Gown of Gauze
No Ringlet, to my Hair,
Nor hopped to Audiences, like Birds,
One Claw upon the Air,

Nor tossed my shape in Eider Balls,
Nor rolled on wheels of snow
Till I was out of sight, in sound,
The House encore me so

Nor any know I know the Art
I mention, easy, Here
Nor any Placard boast me
It’s full as Opera

Author Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. Little-known during her life, she has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry. Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, into a prominent family with strong ties to its community.

Born: December 10, 1830 ~ Died: May 15, 1886

Education: Mount Holyoke College (1847–1848), Amherst Academy (1840–1847)

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Happy Moon

I was kinda sad and low when I went to bed
Unhappy feelings swirling round in my head
Mama said I would feel much better tomorrow
A new day often seems to wash away any sorrow

I sure  don't know how that can possibly be
My best friend is really really mad with me
We had a terrible fight over such a silly thing
She even threw at me our friendship ring

I turned out the light and climbed into my bed
I need to tell her I'm sorry, words not easily said
As soon as I made that decision my heart felt free
And even the moon outside was smiling down at me

Author Eileen Clark 2022

Image~Beautiful Art and Artist https://www.bopgun.com/illustrator-spotlight-lisa-evans/

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I Feel So Content And Complete

I never completed a thing as a child

It dove my mother a little nuts, a bit wild

No big deal, It’s just not me or my style

Leave me alone to be a kid for awhile

~*~

I never completed a thing when I was in my teens

I was way to busy being a rock star in my dreams

Started to paint, next it was pottery, then tried to knit

Quit my art, broke my molds, lost my needles, mom’s

having a fit

~*~

Tried collage, hair stylist, cooking classes, never 

finished

What a plight, loosing site, the true meaning life 

has diminished

Mom is older, lines on face from worry and crying

Now I’m married, mom I promise, I will keep trying

~*~

Here I am several months later and I’m expecting

Mama says, with this task there’ll be no rejecting

Each passing month I longed for this baby to meet

At last, I feel so accomplished, content, and complete

Author Eileen Clark


Image:http://kristinrachellephotography.com/blog/2010/02/san-diego-baby-photographer-marlowe/

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My Kitty And Me

My kitty’s name is Simply Sweet
My Daddy found her on the street
She was so skinny, shivering and cold
Guess she was only a couple of weeks old

She hid in the pocket of my Daddy’s big coat
Poked her head up, a meow slipped outta her throat
I knew right then she’d be my best friend
For always and ever, till the very end

I’m all grown up now, I’m almost three
Mommy say’s big enough to take care kitty
I’m an only child but not alone anymore
Kitty and me share toys, my bed, and
milk on the floor

Author Eileen Clark~ 2012

Beautiful image ~ art-sheep.com