Thankful and Poetic Thursday


Hello everybody.    Shall we talk about our THANKFULS?   I know we’re all thankful that Brian is dealing with his health well.    That makes all of us happy.    We send him tons of POTP and I know all of you do as well.    I’m also thankful that we are enjoying some nice weather – I will though be happy when Fall begins to fall because it’s my favorite time of the year AND my parents’ favorite as well.    Fires in the fireplace – sweaters to snuggle in – and WARM LAPS!    As always we are VERY THANKFUL that Brian hosts the Thankful Thursday Blog Hop.

Now for the Poetic Thursday portion of our post.   Angel Sammy send me an email from the Rainbow Bridge last night with his poem and a new photo so let’s see what he said shall we?


Hello from my “Corner” !   

It’s time for us to share some poetry.    I hope you wrote one to share with us today – based on the photo I gave you last Thursday.    I firmly believe that everyone can write a poem.   Poetry doesn’t even have to rhyme!   It’s not got a “size” restriction either – short or long doesn’t matter.    So if you haven’t given it a try – please try!    Just study the photo that I will give you later and see what the photo inspires in your imagination and write a poem based on those feelings.  Easy.    It’s also tons of fun.

Here’s the photo I gave you last Thursday to use for TODAY’S Poetry Day – and my poem follows……

“My Thinkin’ Time”

Poem by Angel Sammy Kimmell      ©September 15, 2021


I grabbed my fishin’ gear and off I went

A prettier day God could not have sent

I have “my spot” up on the riverbank

I inherited that spot from Uncle Hank

Fishin’ runs in my family ‘s blood

Sunny days, rainy days or even a flood!

One or two of us are always ready to fish

Fried fish and cornbread is my favorite dish

And if just one wish I would be given

It would be that ’til the day I die I’ll keep on fishin’………….


My Mom says while her Dad never got into fishing or really any sports of any type, she and her brother were most interested in learning how to fish when they were kids.    They lived on an Air Force Base with a BIG lake and one year for Christmas she and her brother got bamboo fishing poles from Santa.    They’d walk to the lake and having never really been taught a thing about how to do it, they (like many kids!) taught themselves.   Mom had a problem getting over the “worm stuck on a hook” thing but once she did, she and her brother could spend ALL DAY at the lake.   The deal with fishing on post was that you had to practice “catch and release”.     The fish were small anyway.     It was more about spending time together out of the house – out in the sunshine and fresh air – and bragging about how many fish you’d caught!

SO, I found a good photo for all of us to use next week…………………at least I hope you will like this one!     Oh – and if you wrote a poem today for the fishing photo – let us know in comments and give us your link so we can read it. 

Now this one is a doozy.    All sort of possibilities here……………….hero?   Criminal?   Rich guy car collector?    We’ll see what you think when we read your poem next week and I share mine with you!

Until then -please stay safe, stay healthy, always do “THE RIGHT THING”! 

I am the Angel Poet in the green beret…..and I hope you join me for POETIC FUN each week!

Love Always, Angel Sammy


As always Angel Sammy, I loved your poem today………….I think next week’s is a great photo and should bring a whole lot of interesting poems from everyone.   All I can see is a CAR or two and I don’t like them because when I see one – I think “VET VISIT”.   HAHAHAHA

Hugs, Teddy

57 responses »

  1. Oh, thank you, you have made mama want to be in Fall and not lament the last of sunmer’s heat and tomatoes and soft balmy winds and cold, delicious lunches and all that sort of summer stuff. Fireplaces, sweaters, snuggles….that’s MY kind of season.


  2. Teddy I liked your poem and it inspired your mom to tel us about her fishing back when shows a kid.
    Tell her for me that Dad and I only had one opportunity together really, and all *I* ever caught was a dad burned snapping turtle!
    I sure hope that guy and car is a criminal. That could be fun poems.


    • That guy in next week’s photo is whatever the poem writer THINKS he is. He may be a car salesman….or a gangsta….or a Dad checking out used cars to get one for his daughter’s first car…..LOL I think we ALL see different things in photos and that’s why it’s fun to write a poem!!!!

      Congrats to you for catching a turtle………that’s funny! Love it.

      Hugs, Pam


  3. I loved to fish with SSNS’ Dad! We caught lots of crappie and bluegill and then we would have a big fish fry! Catch them right off the dock. Great poem today Angel Sammy… so right about the cornbread! Tasty! Pam, a great memory for you fishing with your brother.
    I will be thinking of you when Fall starts to fall and you have your first fire in the fireplace!
    Good Morning!


    • Oh boy – a fish fry with FRESH-caught fish. Never been to one of those but would love to. We’re already excited about fires in the fireplace – we had a cord of wood delivered a month ago and it’s stacked up nice and READY!!!!


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  4. That was a great poem from Angel Sammy. Next week’s look like fun-thanks to your mom for finding such great inspiration. Have a wonderful day. XO


  5. When I was in elementary school we would rent a cabin near a lake…most every day my dad took us out in a row boat…and to this day I remember thinking, I didn’t know you even knew how to row a boat!! (He was a jeweler/watchmaker). We would catch lots of fish but always put them back into the lake.

    Its quiet and peaceful
    So there’s time to think…
    I’ll try to snag a fish
    A big one would be delightful!

    While I sit here
    Time passes by…slowly
    The sun is warming,
    And the creek water is clear.

    This rock makes a good seat,
    And I cast in my line
    And wait for a nibble…
    Then a fish by my feet.

    I dream of dinner delish –
    Dad will be proud
    When hopefully I catch
    A great number of fish!

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  6. I LOVE the poem and reading about you and your brother’s fishing! I did not learn until Dave taught me (my Dad was not an outdoorsy kind of person). Alex went fishing with David and I a lot and my poem was based on a semi true story. There were no cell phones, but Alex lost his Gameboy in Toy lake when he was playing and not fishing!


  7. I did not get your post today. Another time I didn’t get it either. Great poem. Sounds like great memories too. My dad loved fishing so when they bought a cabin on the lake we went a lot.


    • Oh my – a delightful poem from you this week dearest Binky AND such beautiful garden surprises like fresh berries you can enjoy…..we wish we were your next door neighbor! Thank you for joining us – we look forward to your poems every week!

      Love, Teddy


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  9. Another poetry masterpiece from Angel Sammy. Mom wrote a dinky little haiku (with one too many syllables in the last line). Shameful! She truly did not enjoy fishing. Thanks for continuing to challenge us every week to use our imaginations. XOCK, angel Lily Olivia, angel Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, angel Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth, Calista Jo, Cooper Murphy, Sawyer & Kizmet


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