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I am happy to be serving Helium as Steward of the Poetry sub channel of the Creative Writing Channel. I look forward to meeting many of you in the days to come.

I am a 76 year old retired Chaplain, happily married, with two grown sons. Although I was a minister

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love's anguish: 4 of 165
JODY'S KISSThe ship was almost beyond their viewIts hold filled with gifts of love.The distance was no great concern of thoseWho wished it to its destination.For they trusted its cargo to be safe fromAll that threatens ships at sea.Now they all knew of pirates, storms, andMonsters that gobble up shipsThat are never seen again... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Love of pets: 1 of 33
OLD RUMMAGE SET ME FREE "My Old Kentucky Home" was a favorite song of Walter Clyde Farmer. It expressed his great love for the place where he grew up. As a boy he roamed the mountains of Kentucky with his dog, "Rummage". He ca1led him "Rummage" because his Mom had had a rummage sale one day and the dog came early that morning... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: The big game: 1 of 33
The big game The big game, I think, is the "game of Life",And what are the rules of this game?Some would say, "make all the money you can!"And, yes, we do need money! Others would say that "the main thing is FameAnd the goal, to become well known."We must each seek our "place in the sun"And there's nothing wrong with that! Y... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Relationships: 6 of 195
AND GOD BLESS YOU FOREVER"Mobley! Mobiey Price! Git here this minute!" Mom didn't mince words when she had a problem with us boys - which was oftener than I like to remember. She weren't unreasonable but she did expect two things of us everyday. She wanted us home at supper time and she did not want us to lay things down on t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Love at first sight: 1 of 32
LOVE AT FIRST SIGHTIt was a cloudy dayand the cold winter airCaused vapor cloudsas I spoke on my cellTo the lady in thePurchasing Department."I will look, but my recordsdo not usually Go back that far.1998 was, of course, inAnother century after all.""Yes, I know, but this isso important to me.I delivered the tableso my name ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Food humor: 1 of 32
KING PERSIMMONOkra and tomatoes, my almost favorite dish!And twice baked mashed potatoes is second on the list.But when it comes to the all time firstFor me and Mom and Dad,It's the little fried persimmon, the best food we ever had!Some folks might think that's crazy!Whoever heard of such?Persimmon cookies, maybe,But fried pe... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Meditation: 1 of 31
ELIZABETH The dearest child I have ever known Was Elizibeth Boyette*, my neighbor. A little person, in years, only twelve, And in size she was smaller than most. But in wisdom, more mature Than I! One day she came to "Tea" , as we called it, She asked to join my "club". "My club?" I asked, "What club is that?" She closed he... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Fear of death: 1 of 29
A Perspective On Death I recently went through a time of indecision about medicine. My doctor wanted me to take a statin drug for my cholesterol problem but I had heard about certain dangers connected with statins. So, I took them for a while, left them off, took a natural remedy for a while, then finally decided to go bac... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Friendship: 3 of 82
Tis A Gift To Be Simple Oliver Twist was the name of a young man who certainly had a difficult childhood by any standards. But Oliver Jones was quite the opposite in most every way. He had parents who were wealthy and who sought to provide the absolute best for him. Their purpose, their motivation, even their child care p... More..
Creative Writing > Short Stories Short stories: Growing old: 1 of 26
Amazing Transformation Doug Wright was still young but he was not youthful. He was not the strong, vigorous man that he longed to be. In fact he felt a lot like the 98 pound weakling in the old Charles Atlas magazine advertisement that he had just read. In that ad that appeared in most men's magazines in the 1940's, a youn... More..