Waiting for Spring 


Waiting for Spring 
I’m waiting for Spring and other nice things,
Are’t you?
I’m waiting for warmer weather,
I’m waiting for little things with feathers.
                                            Aren’t you?
I’m waiting for those pretty little spotted eggs,
For those little creatures with tiny stick legs,
Aren’t you?
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Poem:Eileen Clark

* Keep Them Safe And Warm *

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My Cats by The Hearth

It’s cold outside, the wind is blowing

Freeze in the air, soon it will be snowing

Nothing can be better on this whole earth

Just watching my cats sleeping by the hearth


Many a cat would be filled with delight

To be in a warm cozy home for the night

But for them it’s just a dream far out of sight

Only abandonment is to be their plight


All I can offer is this plea to all of you

Can you adopt a cat, or maybe even two

If you have a cat, can you neuter or spayed

By doing this less cats have to be saved


I feel a shiver as I here the wind howl

Oh so many cats tonight out on the prowl

I am filled with thankfulness gaiety and mirth

As I gaze at my at my sleeping cats by the hearth

By Eileen 2012

Painting by Elmira Mustafina
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Winter Is On It’s Way

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Winter for sure is on it’s way,

Sunlight gets shorter every day.

All the trees are almost barren,

Now I can see farther across the hills.

Heavy knit sweaters folks are wearing,

Frost each morning sits on my windowsills.

Gathering wood for my old iron stove, 

Hanging bird feeders in a nearby grove.

Filling my cup with hot spiced tea,

I’ll call on an old friend to share it with me.

Author: Eileen ~ Nov. 2018

Image;:  http://richmondartmuseum.org/collections/richmond-group/

Fall is Here

  Fall is Here
Fall is here once again
Only I can remember when
You and I walked many hours
Through the leaves feeling loves
Far beyond this quiet man
The colder feelings now began
Not just leaves turning red and gold
Your love is turning crisp and cold
Fall is here once again
Was my favorite season, but then
Quickly it passes now into frost
I never see it, my love is lost
Far beyond this quiet man
I was expecting a ring on my hand
The leaves fall, no sound, no delight
Gone forever into the cold winter night
Eileen 2011

~ Kentucky ~


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Natural Bridge ~ Slade, Kentucky


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No greater place that I would want to be,

Then the beautiful bluegrass state of  kentucky.

Miles and miles of painted white rolling fences,

Early morning mist hovering over the green hills,

Well groomed horses ready to run for the thrills.


Fancy carriages pulled by the beauties strutting their stuff,

One ride, two rides, three rides, it’s never enough.

Fifteen picturesque distillery’s in the big city’s or in small urbans,

Some rum some gin but the bragger is the bourbon.

Maker’s Mark, Heaven Hill, Four Roses and Jim Beam,

Besides the horses, besides the hats, this is a jockey’s dream.


Every season to me at least seems just right,

Summer and spring  has it’s warmth in which I find delight.

Winter is cold and  crisp with a little snow,

Then it’s quickly gone making room for the bluegrass to grow.

Fall is the very best and my favorite giving room for no debates.

It last far longer and more colorful then any of  the other states,


One last thing least I forget, You must do this or you’ll regret,

You bought the hats, you drank the booze, even rode in the fancy carriage,

After you’ve made all the rounds,  buy that ticket to Churchill Downs.

Eileen 2018





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The Dresser Drawer


The Dresser Drawer

An ordinary room that hides a sad secret,

Only she knows where she has to keep it.

Sitting against the wall of her spare room,

In the third drawer holds  yesterdays gloom.


                                                   So long ago from her past are the letters,

One would hope that time would  make it better.

Not so, for the drawer has been locked from the start,

Holding the sadness that’s still locked in her heart.


Open the bedroom door, open the dresser drawer,

Open the window and let the new light in.

Fear no more tomorrow,  fear no more for sorrow,

Tare up the memories that tied you to him.


Make new wishes, let light come through your door,

Tie a bright ribbon round new loves that last forever more.

Look in the mirror and see a new life like never before,

Vanished are the secrets hidden in the back of your dresser drawer.

Eileen ~ 2012

Image: Found on Pinterest

Kitten in The Window


Kitten in The Window

Kitten in the window watching the rain

Wishing to go out and run in the wet grass

listening to the water run down the drain

Trying to lick the rain drops off the glass

          Eileen   2013


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                            { Inside the Authors Head }

My little Dixie sits in the window all the time day and night. She always looks like she sees something special out their, even when it’s totally dark. Sometimes when she seems really intent, I’ll look out their with her and I’ll    see a couple of bunny’s hopping around, so cool. When I found this picture

      I just had to write a poem because Dixie tilts her head just like this one,

                               and it’s sooo cute !


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