The Great Pumpkin Cookie Pops! — Pauladeen.com

Posted on October 18, 2013 by Who I am

The Great Pumpkin Cookie Pops! — Pauladeen.com.

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The Great Pumpkin Cookie Pops! — Pauladeen.com

Posted on October 18, 2013 by Who I am

The Great Pumpkin Cookie Pops! — Pauladeen.com.

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Bryan Adams, Summer of 69

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Remember the Dream I Had the Other Day?

Posted on January 28, 2013 by Who I am

This was a lot of fun and many responded with honest answers of either not being poetic or giving an ending. I just loved being able to chat with all of you who dropped by. The poem started from a dream I was having. All I could remember when I woke up was these words;

As I lay here on the ground

And the guns are going off

I know that these people are trying

To silence me God don’t let me be found.

Valarielovelight responded with this ending;

Hide me under your shadow, Keep me safe from harm, Protect me from mine enemies, Let your peace replace my fear and alarm.

ltpen315,barb added this ending;

I’m not afraid to go

For You I do know

And though I would love to see my mother

I still need to be here for my brother!

Aren’t these beautiful endings? I love them both. Thanks everyone for stopping by and chatting with me and to Valarie and Barb for giving wonderful endings.

Trying to submerge a plastic bag with an air pocket (thesenseofajourney.com)
Confederate Ghosts (thelintinmypocket.wordpress.com)
American Amazons: Hiding in Plain-Jane Sight (nation.time.com)
Palestine & Beyond: The Real ‘Unsugared’ Love Message. Can You Handle It? (vineoflife.net)
Though Seeing, They Do Not See; Though Hearing, They Do Not Hear (smritidisaac.wordpress.com)
Wanna Change? GET RID OF FEAR!! (fishn4souls.wordpress.com)
A great poem collection (tillie49.wordpress.com)

Plinky | terry shepherd

Posted on October 23, 2012 by Who I am

Plinky | terry shepherd.

Sniff, Sniff
Hi, I am Terry, and I am writing a short article for Plinky. A fun way to stretch the memories of my mind!!!
campfire

My two favorite scents are lilacs and firewood.
Lilacs remind me of my wonderful grandma who had many bushes and in the spring she would ask me to go out and help her cut bouquets and bring them in the house. With the windows open and the gentle breezes flowing through out the house, the house smelled so nice. A small sharing with only grandma and me.
The smell of firewood brings no memories of the past really, but I do love the sense of being with friends and family while sitting around the campfires, worrying about nothing, and looking up at the bright stars, hearing the noises of the night creatures. I can sit out by a campfire all evening long. I have searched for a long time for incense or candles that actually smell like firewood.