My Poems

My Ink Is Drying Up

My ink is drying up and my pen no longer writes smooth                                                This just can't happen now, to many thoughts I will loose                                      Fading away this old body, still more to write, to be heard                                         My memories and precious images are becoming a bit blurred

My hand shakes, the paper gets wrinkled as I write so fast                                                But I must write quickly while the thoughts in there still last                                       Some verses, as I write I laugh, often things were very funny                                        Then the sad things, my tears make the ink blurred and runny

So pass my writings down to every family child that arrives           Never just store them away in some back room archives                                            May the pages look well read, the corners torn and tattered                                                It will be a way of telling me, to you my poems mattered


Author Eileen Clark

Image ~ tattered pages on a old book of poems – Google Search

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My Short Stories

Pookey Was Not Doing So Good

It all started with me going to Texas with my daughter Kelly, her husband Henry and my two granddaughters and my little Shih Tzu Pookey. Pookey stayed all week at my son David’s home in Texas while I stayed in a motel in a near by town because the motel didn’t allow dogs, not even cute tiny ones. David has four dogs, three cats, and Kelly had her two dogs there also. It was way to much for my little Pookey plus the fact that she got loaded with fleas from the sand in my sons back yard. His wife Betty wanted me to give Pookey to her permanently. Are you kidding, that flea ridden yard would kill Pookey in a week, no way!

The trip started out to be a bit traumatic for her but did get better as the miles went by. Pookey was standing up on her hind legs with her paws on the window watching other cars pass us. When others in passing cars saw her little face they would laugh and wave at her. Then after our week long visit we went back home to Kentucky and Kelly made the choice to go back to Texas and stay, make it her home. Pookey loves Kelly more than anyone else in our family, yes, even more than me.


I gave Kelly my loveseat to take with her to Texas, it was Pookey’s little couch too.
She would sit on the back of it every day and look out the big windows behind it at the birds eating from the feeder and at all the neighbors dogs that come in and out of our back yard, and cats. She didn’t know where to sit in my living room after the loveseat was gone so I bought a new loveseat.

Every day she sat at the sliding door that goes into Kelly’s house and made little sad noises. Not a cry, not a whine, just little sad noises, all day.
Another week went by and I noticed her hair was gone from around both her eyes. The reason you wouldn’t notice it right away is because her hair on the top of her head is long and almost covered her big brown eyes.


A few more days went by and Pookey seemed to be getting worse. The skin around her eyes formed a crusty kind of mess and her nose was runny, she looked terrible!
The following day I took her to the vets and he said the cause for her condition was anxiety, stress, and missing a family member that she loved, that’s what his diagnosis was.


He also said some dogs will get sick to the point where they will die when a person they love dies or moves away. He prescribed some meds and put a protective neck collar on her.

How we get her to take her pills is to put them in a small amount of peanut butter on a spoon, it works great and peanut butter is good for dogs.

Pookey no longer wears the cone, her hair is growing back, her eyes are clean and bright and her eyelashes are slowly growing back. It did give me a scare and I hope to never go through anything like that again.

With Kelly and the granddaughters gone I could see that I couldn’t take proper care of Pookey by myself. I sent out a couple of emails to close friends that I thought might take her and sure enough Leah my closest friend that I had hoped would take her called me right after the emails went out and asked me if I was really wanting to give Pookey away. The good thing was Pookey already knew this friend from her visits to my home so that helped when I had to say good by to Pookey. It was a painful and tough decision to make to give her away.

She is really happy with her adoptive family. She has more people around her all the time, mom and dad, grandma, grandkids, and others popping in and out of there home.

She actually gets out of the house and goes places like shopping, getting ice cream and to visit family friends. When she was with me she only got out on my deck. All and all it was a very good decision I made. The picture below is her on her way to McDonalds.

An update: Pookey died two months ago of old age, she was loved and had a good and happy life.

Author Eileen Clark

My Poems

The Elephant Family

In elephant families the females are the boss                                                                              Choosing a matriarch they are not at a loss                                                                                   The older and experienced one leads the herd                                                                          Walking in a straight line no one gets deterred

The journey is a constant search for food and water                                                           Amazingly that task is left for moms and daughters                                                                                 Young ones hold on to the tails of mothers for protection                                                                         All the adults for there young have such great affection

When family or friends meet, they have such joyful greetings                                              Spinning around, flapping ears, touching trunks, then repeating                                       Surprisingly they love to swim, role around in the water at play                                                       To quench there thirst they will drink up to fifty gallons a day

All the elephants will circle around one that is hurt or weak                                                  Even though they are very large, their disposition is meek                                                  No other animal shares this kind of caring family interaction                                                        That is why we find the elephant such a wondrous attraction

Author Eileen Clark 2022

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My Paintings

Waiting For My Family

Sitting on the dock this bright sunny day

In a boat, I saw my family row away

They will take me, I’m really wishing

Cause I know they all went fishing

Author Eileen Clark

Beautiful Painting by Victoria Levina / http://artrussia.ru/en/viktoria_levina

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The Day is Coming

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The Day is Coming
It is a day, a long awaited day  for you and for me,
Jehovah’s glorious day, upon us soon,  for all to see.
It seems so often in the day, every day, it crosses my
mind,
It keeps me going, keeps me knowing, it soon will be
fine.
*
Through out the day, every day, I hear in my head,
Scriptures to calm me, to reassure me, that I am being led.
To a pure and gentle place, with warmth of sun and soft 
misty showers,
Never again  fearing the storms lashing out on us with
violent powers.
*
The day is coming when I will be clean and pure, happy and
whole,
When my body will stand tall and straight, and I won’t be old.
When I will run along side of my family and friends, and kneel  
down to Jehovah to say…..
*
I have waited, and you have kept your promise, reasuring us of
this glorious day,
Thank you Oh Father, may we never again let you down we
pray.
Eileen 2012
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We as Jehovah’s Witnesses believe from scriptures in the Bible that we will be living in a paradise here on this earth forever.

Psalms 37:11 But the meek will possess the earth, and they will find exquisite delight in the abundance of peace.

Knowing this helps me to deal with the arthritis pain and not being able to go for walks in the woods which I use to do often. One day while thinking about Gods promise, this poem came to be.

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I Never Saw Kittens Before

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My life was so busy with work and family
Children and pets, shopping and play
Cleaning, and doing work for the manly
Not a free moment, not for me any day
~*~
My children had many pets over the years
Pigs and a pony, ducks and chickens
Little dogs, big dogs, a rabbit with floppy ears
Cats and kittens, some with paws like mittens
~*~
Now I’m old and retired and living alone
It’s so quiet and lonely, just me in my home
So I’ll get a cat, or a kitten might better do
It won’t be exciting, but least there’ll be two
~*~
Oh, what I’ve been missing, it’s amazing to me
So much fun, so much laughter, so much energy
And then the quiet moments, curled up in a ball
On the couch, the bed, my slippers left in the hall
~*~
I marvel and wonder upon this little creature
As she sleeps I gaze upon her every feature
Little pink pads on the bottom of her paws
And a tiny pink nose, I believe she has no flaws
~*~
The most magic moments are at night when in bed
Her warm little body lying cross the top of my head
The soft sound of purring tells of no fear ever to be
Oh, what I’ve been missing, it’s amazing to me
**
Eileen “2001
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My Poems ~ Others poems · Poetry

~ Yesterday ~

Radio 1940

  Yesterday

*

Good news more often across the air waves,

Men and women were honest, strong and brave.

Happy children with grubby little faces,

Family grocery shops in so many places.

*

 Pickles and relishes in the pantry canned

Life at that time seemed ever so grand.

Pies and breads on the windows to cool,

love and kindness was the golden rule.

*

Aprons on dresses to keep them clean,

Every back door open with a wooden screen.

Young folks today will never experience,

That life’s pureness, calmness, and innocents.

*

Some of the older know just what I mean,

Not again will we live in this quaint little world,

Only by walking along in our memories dream.

Then back to reality we are quickly hurled.

But wait just a minute, please open your eyes,

You will see this wonderful life again in Paradise!

*

Eileen 2014

Cooling bread

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A Family of Poems: My Favorite Poetry for Children

Caroline Kennedy has chosen a rich variety of Kennedy family favorite poems

to include in this priceless collection. With thoughtful personal introductions

written by Caroline herself, and beautiful new original artwork by award-winning

artist, Jon J Muth, this collection is sure to become a family favorite for years to come.

http://www.amazon.com/Family-Poems-Favorite-Poetry-Children/dp/0786851112/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1392861413&sr=1-5&keywords=childrens+poetry+collection