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Monthly Archives: December 2011

Lost in Thoughts This Christmas


Lost in thoughts this Christmas Day
Tender memories drift my way
Riding the winds of childhood joys
When we were the little girls and boys.


Christmas trees, tinsel and lights
New Pjs and the longest of nights
Cookies for Santa and whispered wishes
Farm sets, trucks, dollies and dishes


Away in a manger, Jesus and a star
Shepherds and Wise men traveling afar
Ruffled dresses, white shirts and ties
Love’s pure light through children’s eyes


Lost in thoughts this Christmas Eve
I pray that we may still believe
In all that’s tender, good and right
Within our hearts this Christmas night.


–by C. L. Gillmore, Christmas 2011

Looking Forward to Going to Grandma’s for Christmas

 

Pattern: Virginia Rose

My grandma stood in front of the stove and lovingly cooked for me.
Wiping well-worn hands on her apron, and lifting me up to see.
Now as I hold her delicate china that image remains in my mind
Standing close, feeling her touch, remembering a face so kind.

Hot, crispy bacon and perfectly basted fried eggs
Log Cabin syrup spilled over stacked, crepe-thin pancakes
Quaker oatmeal and Cream of Wheat, drenched in milk and sugar
Hershey’s cocoa poured over giant puffy marshmallows
Raisin Brand from blue mason jars, always in the pantry
Golden brown fried chicken with mashed potatoes and chunky gravy
Freshly snapped green beans seasoned with leftover breakfast bacon
Smoked ham and great northern beans ladled over golden buttered corn bread
Homemade chicken and noodles with melt-in-your mouth dumplings
Fluffy tender biscuits slathered with freshly canned apple butter
Warm rhubarb and raisin pies tucked in delicate, flaky crusts
Softened raspberry ripple ice cream and crisp oatmeal raisin cookies.

Now this Christmas I set our table with her china, Virginia Rose
And tell my family something about her so everyone one of them knows
That this meal, served on these dishes is my way of saying thank you
To Alice Gillmore, best cook and friend a granddaughter ever knew.

—from “Of Roots, Shoes and Rhymes” by C L Gillmore

 

A Special Symphony

 

If I could place one single note
On a magical musical staff
To represent each precious child
I’ve had the pleasure to teach.
I’d create the loveliest symphony
Forever on their behalf
And fill the air with wonder and joy
As far as the music would reach.

I’d arrange it in the key of C
For courage to remind us all
That God is ever mindful of them
And the daily struggles they face.
Then I’d set it in three quarter time
And waltz at the wheelchair ball
As little ones spin and tiptoe twirl
Dancing in elegant grace.

A pure and simple melody line
Composed of notes from the soul
Would fill the earth with peace and love
For all His children everywhere.
That they may live with hope today
As they strive to reach each goal
Becoming part of the symphony
That floats on the wind as prayer.

–from “Of Roots, Shoes and Rhymes”
by C. L. Gillmore

Discover the Phoenix Region

Thanks to my friend Jodie Porumb-Wilson for featuring my award winning poetry book “Of Roots, Shoes and Rhymes” in Discover The Phoenix Region Magazine this month!

Hand In Hand We Can

At some point in time we all become teachers, mentors and friends who touch the lives and souls of those around us.

Hand in Hand We Can 

The numbered days of summer have quickly come and gone.
… It’s now time to join together and begin to think as one.
One in purpose and in vision for each child on us will depend,
To be not just the teacher, but a mentor and sometimes only friend.

Such an awesome responsibility is ours. Every minute of every day.
To challenge young minds, to mold and refine, as the potter with the clay.
To uncover the good, to instill self-worth, and a desire for life-long goals.
It’s the task of the teacher to find the method to touch their very souls.

Daily we walk along the familiar paths where former teachers passed
We feel their presence, dedication and love that somehow always lasts.
Their legacies have become a part of us, as we begin each new school year.
As gladly we share our love and joy for teaching, keeping them ever near.

It’s a huge task if anyone should ask, and many still fall by the way.
They work in isolation, depending on themselves for getting by each day.
But a teacher, who stays over the years, knows where the success began.
It came from colleagues and friends who believed that…hand in hand we can!

—From OF ROOTS, SHOES and RHYMES by C L Gillmore

Will You Remember Me?

I will remember you.
Will you remember me? 

Don’t let your life pass you by.
Weep not for the memories.

I’m so afraid to love you, but more afraid to lose.
Clinging to a past that doesn’t let me choose.
But once there was a darkness, deep and endless night.
You gave me everything you had, oh you gave me light.

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Tuscan Kale Soup With Artichoke & Chicken Sausage

This looks delicious and I’m going to make this tomorrow. It’s soup weather in Arizona now! Flagstaff has nearly 24″ of snow. Time to start singing, “It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas!”

 

Tuscan Kale Soup Artichoke Hearts & Chicken Sausage Chicken Broth with Flavored with Fennel Seed & Red Chile Flakes Served with Toasted Ciabatta

Excerpt from “Letting Go”

Letting go is the hardest thing
The human heart will ever beat through
With no way to ease the bitter sting
Or numb the pain you can’t undo.
–C. L. Gillmore

Painting and Poetry

I am jumping out of my holiday red pjs to introduce you to the exciting collaboration news with my friend and award-winning author C.L. Gillmore.

Since I believe that art and literature will save the world… I thought it imperative to inspire you each month with a new poem from  C.L. Gillmore, and my latest painting.

This is our gift to you.

Wishing abundant blessings, and a safe holiday to you, and yours.

Happy Holidays!

Kathryn Henneman

 

Autumn’s muse…

“The seasons change preparing for
Winters bristling chill and cold.
Autumn’s muse coaxes me to
Collect my thoughts from days of old.”…Tracey