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Thank you for visiting my Helium page. My passion for writing started when I was in high school and won a nationally run essay contest for my school. The writing came through in letter writing (Back when people still wrote letters). Shortly after my husband

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Creative Writing > Memoirs Memoirs: Fishing trips: 1 of 33
One night Dad packed up our '52 Plymouth with ice fishing rods, the kerosene lantern and the bait bucket and said to me, "Let's go fishing!" I was six years old and thought he was teasing. For one thing it was a week night and I never went anywhere on a school night! I'd remembered fishing from the previous summer, but now a ... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Being alone: 7 of 126
(sing in a folk-song or Country Western style)The fields are blooming green again down near Irish roadWhere you once ran with angel's wings and chased off every cloudWe planted green tomatoes and danced in rows of cornI never thought you'd fly away and leave my spirit torn.REFRAIN: Bring the spring days back sweet girl, Darli... More..
Creative Writing > Humor Humor: Losing weight: 8 of 56
I think my mother started me on my first diet when I was four, but maybe she started before that. I'm wondering if there was a Weight Watchers formula for babies - if so, I was probably on it.When I look at my childhood photos, I wasn't fat or even overweight, but did have a tendency to sport a wee tummy. But Mom was always a... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Valentine's Day story: 8 of 53
Last week I found something in my Grandmas bedroom. I ended up in big trouble for snooping, but I got a good story out of it so it was worth having to scrub the bathroom. She says I should know better now that I'm eleven.Grandma lives in Detroit. Mama can't convince her to move in with us, where it's safer, whatever that mean... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Longing: 13 of 77
I kick along the city streets and pretend to look for shellsThe winter cold pushes me on instead of ocean swellsGrackles call and seem to swear while breaks and sirens pierce the airI miss the sea grass whisters, they almost seemed to careREFRAIN: I'm longing for Captiva, its shelly sunny shoresWon't you take me back there an... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Insomnia: 29 of 166
Follow meSleep crooks her fingerThen glides away with wrath-like gleeCome with meI wish she'd lingerA gift of slumber, please give to meLay with meI'll take you dreamingThe promise then begins to fleePlay with meThe game keeps streamingNow I know the loser's me More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs My true garden story: 55 of 298
I was on a quest for a certain type of lilac bush for a friend at a local nursery when I bumped into an elderly woman. I apologized, then noticed that she was carrying a Cinnamon Stick fern; a very small one, with an outrageously high price tag. She smiled and accepted my "sorry" and then raised up the little pot and said, "I... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: In the forest: 5 of 27
(sing in a folksong style)I met an ancient Shaman in a city parkHis voice sounded so weary, he'd clearly lost his sparkI listened to his story; I had not much to sayI guess he kind of liked that and asked for me to prayREFRAIN: Wise words are a blessing if only we can hearHeavy loads and rutted roads will surely take us there... More..
Creative Writing > Songs Songs: Morning coffee: 13 of 67
(blues tempo)Don't bring me no hot chocolate, no fancy herbal teasMy baby makes my coffee and thats alright by me.BACKUP SINGERS - Makes it hot and sweet, makes it just for me. Makes it in the mornin' and every single night.My baby makes my coffee and makes it just for me.He knows just how I like it, hot and strong and sweet.... More..
Creative Writing > Memoirs Testimonies: The mysterious Valentine's Day greeting: 2 of 8
February in Michigan is usually dark and cold. It's sometimes hard to get into the spirit of Valentine's Day, even with all the red hearts and screaming store displays. This particular Valentine's Day I was very depressed, clinically depressed as I later found out.My daughter, her husband and my four grandchildren had moved f... More..