Articles written by Sheri Poe-Pape

What is Helium

About me - Sheri Poe-Pape

Sheri Poe-Pape, Freelance Writer, is now in her thirtieth year of music teaching with her own music school in Rockford, Illinois. Poe-Pape holds a Bachelor's Degree with an emphasis in English, Literature, Music and Theatre from Northern Illinois University,

+ more bio information

RSS Feed

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dogs: 1 of 176
Some say that dogs are for the birds,and cats are foremost meant to rule,but being a dog lover most of my life,I know of the quntessential pet most cool.Cats do attack, when you least expect,with their claws always extended wide,but dogs are truly "man's best friend,"and remain quite peaceful by your side.Cats have been know... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Birds: 2 of 117
How grand the wingspan of a eagle in flight, majestically reaching upon great new heights. Nearby and perched high, never batting an eye, an owl vigilantly watches as the night passes by. In their cries for peace, the doves will truly abide, in harmonious banter echoing along the countryside. At the rainbow's end, bluebirds... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nostalgia: 1 of 41
The 1930's - "Those Were the Days" Burns and Allen on the CBS Sunday night radio show, percolator on wood stove with flames' golden glow. Father softly chuckling while eating jam and his toast, all for the likes of a photo in "Saturday Evening Post." Nickel bought lots with a visit to the local candy store, gum drops, lico... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Autumn: 15 of 196
"Childhood Autumn Memories" Essence of gold and rust leaves burning on a Saturday afternoon, others heaped in a pile ready for a child's "crash" "splash" "boom." A hearty chill fills the air, with marshmallow roasts gloriously near, bringing back sweet memories of childhood times we hold so dear. Sunday afternoon country dr... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dolls: 1 of 13
From beginning of childhood, in every girls' clutch,sits a figure that only wants to be loved very much.With her rosy pink cheeks, and her arms out wide,not by one little soul would this doll be ever denied.Shirley Temple's dimples. Chatty Cathy's quick talk,Tiny Tears yearning for love, Baby First Step's walk.Liddle Kiddle's... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Childhood memories: 11 of 117
GRANDMOTHER'S BACKYARD The aroma of brownies baking flowed through a kitchen window to where I sat in a green, metal lawn chair. Chocolate and vanilla flavorings tickled my nose and made my mouth water. The metal of the chair felt cool against my skin. Rocking stiffly in the chair, I gazed at all the different shades of rose... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: For my grandmother: 6 of 60
GRANDMA ELIZABETH Always there as far back as I can remember,her cozy abode just one short block away.Homemade brownies, Nerf catch and Welk on telly,made every visit with dear grandma my very own special day. Her plentiful hugs, her comfy lap, always made everything right,honeysuckle perfume blending with a warm, yet... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Childhood: 11 of 100
THE MANY WONDERS OF LEXI (Age 5) She ran quickly up the sidewalk, her cherub-like form eagerly catching up with her mother. The bottom of her little, yellow, floral sundress swirled with each step she took. She was golden-skinned, with silky blonde hair, dancing blue eyes, a button-down nose, cheeks you'd like to squee... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: For children: 31 of 223
It's Clare's first day of music lessons in a new city with a teacher named Mrs. Weatherspoon. Clare felt her whole world had shattered when she had to leave her favorite pink room, school, and above all, her music teacher who was near and dear to her heart. The grandfather clock in the hall struck two o'clock. Clare kne... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Remembering my grandfather: 3 of 21
"Grandpa's Not So Far Away"Although with me so briefly, Parkinson's - ravaged health,love and affection given freely, a value greater than wealth.The times you could visit with me sure meant a lot,visions of a creative playtime with grandpa's hat as a tot.Every inch a gentle soul who would not hurt a fly,the granddad of them... More..