Sunday, May 24, 2020

Winter vs. Spring 

(Previously posted April 17, 2020)

The New Spring


Flowers bloom--freeze not 
January grass is green
Winter never came 


Daily walk with green 
Baby rabbits run year 'round 
Climate change is here 



April's baby birds 
BioRhythmic Lunar Clock 
Keeps calendar time 


Humans much confused  
This one goes jalopy spin 
Eagles on 8-track 
Moon and stars doing just right 
Mother Earth is out of whack 
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- Poem and Photos except for the third Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020 
 - On May 24 I linked again to Rommy at the Writers Pantryhttps://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/05/writers-pantry-21-change-of-plans.html

 - I am linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-16-20.html?m=1 from where I was led to a former Day 17 prompt by Hannah for 2016 on Kyōka writing (today I wrote three Haiku and the fourth is a Kyōkahttps://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2015/04/transforming-fridays-with-natures.html?m=1

 - I am also linked to NaPoWriMo Day 17 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-seventeen-6/ 

Today, April 17, is International Haiku Day 

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Saturday, May 23, 2020

a Poem about Fairy Tales

      "Snow White and Rose Red" *
         art by Kerry Darlington
 
The Bear Comes
 
Snuggled down not in their beds
Snow White, Rose Red and 'The Bear'
Soon they'd be sleeping, the three
 
Dreams would come, mostly pleasant
Hungry bear knocking at their door
Cold and snowy, shivering
 
So they fed him, warmed him up
Played by the fire and he stayed
Became a nightly affair
 
Widow mother, glad he came
Now a play friend for the girls
Unlocked door he'd leave by dawn
 
Years and years went by the same
Came "The Bear" every evening
Carry the girls up to bed
 
What more did they dream about
Will they cry when bear no more  **
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Carrie at the Sunday Muse, at  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/05/sunday-muse-109.html?m=1
- Notes: 
 - - *The Bear:  "... After this, every evening at the same time the bear came, lay by the fire, and allowed the children to play with him; so they became quite fond of their curious playmate, and the door was not ever bolted in the evening until he had appeared..." Excerpt from "Snow White and Rose Red" story by Brothers Grimm (Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm), 1929,  https://www.worldoftales.com/fairy_tales/Brothers_Grimm/Grimm_fairy_stories/Snow-White_And_Rose-Red.html
 - - ** In the story the bear died, his body turned into a prince

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Wednesday, May 20, 2020

An Art Inspired Poem

An Apple Fell

An apple fell last night
A big round juicey one
It rolled beyond the light
Where it could not be found
Rolled and rolled out of sight

Still in her robe early
Before the gardner came
Tip-toed past distant tree
Two feet more there it lie
Snatched that imp up to see

Not one bite she did take
Back in her shirt to stay *
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with  at Weekly Scribblings # 20   https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/05/weekly-scribblings-20-undoubtedly.html 
* - Note: 
 - - Sanaa wanted us to study the poems by Christina Rossetti and the artwork by her brother, Dante Gabriel Rossetti.  There I was near mesmerized by Dante's "Venus Verticordia" , a fine lady who was having a 'wardrobe malfunction.'Click here to view the list of his artwork displayed by Wikipedia.

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Sunday, May 17, 2020

A Country Girl Poem

This Naughty Girl

This naughty girl is not for naught 
Her toys are words learned on the farm
Amidst the cows pigs and horses
She came to town did she ever

Smallish town farmers brought their eggs
Sold the eggs and showed their daughters
Saturday night their groceries bought
Kicked the tires while girls met their friends

Sitting on sidewalk benches she 
Dropped her hankie gave boys her wink 
Didn't dare go walking with one 
When her dad's in town kicking tires 

When she had a car of her own 
She'd drive it to the town next down 
Loaded with girls they'd cruise main street 
Boys would call out she'd flash her lights 

And when she comes to town they"ll know 
Lucy farm girl was on the prowl 
A simple girl who likes the boys 
I'll Cruise Main Street not naughty girl  
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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020 and 2015, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with  at Writer's Pantry # 20 for Msy 17,
https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/05/writers-pantry-20-name-by-any-other.html
 - Note: On weekend nights in my days the young would cruise Main Street, Lincoln Nebraska, boys and girls in separate cars, or mixed.  They'd flirt and sometimes mix.  Or do a little street racing, my car was hopped up and fast.  The drive-ins were popular too.  Oh yes, there was a girl, Lucy, almost every weekend night in a late model Ford, full of girls.

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Saturday, May 16, 2020


Going on Five? 
  new sheriff in town?

The saying "a cat has nine lives" 
Well it goes for us buildings too 
My parent's premonition worked 
I'm going on my number five  

Giving to that maxim's first They 
Aptly named Aztec Cat House One  
Where clients and kittens abound 
Good ten years--Sheriff shut me down 

Sheriff was PO'd nothing's free 
He bought me cheap, measly ten dimes 
and opened a first class hotel 
Aztec Two my parents would weep 

Wealthy guests and tourists did come 
Breakfasts free new tradition's start 
Cheapskates all, chance to save a buck 
Spend hundreds dancing all the night 

Sheriff sold booze by the gallon 
Underground basement Casino 
Fifth floor pleasure, kittens return  
Evils galore named Aztec Four 

Attention getting all for free 
Argue "The sign said Aztec Three" 
It has survived until this day 
Riverwalk haunt famed 'Den of Sin' 


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 - Poem and Bottom Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2920 and , All Rights Reserved 
 - Top Photo as prompt for this poem courtesy of Fireblossom linked below
 - I am linked to Sunday Muse #108 with Fireblossom  
at http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/05/sunday-muse-108.html?m=1
 - Notes:
1)  The 1926 Aztec 3 building is now holding theater productions. It is located on the Riverwalk in the old down town San Antonio.
2)  Everything in the words of this poem is Fiction goaded by my Muse.
3)  Mom's cat house was on our family farm, there she kept about 30 feral cats. https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2006/08/old-buildings-on-our-farm-moms-cat.html?m=1
4)  I am open to a different title for this piece.
Suggestions??

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Wednesday, May 13, 2020

A Poem - About Some Lies

Lie to Me

Lie to me tonight,
lay close and snuggle
I need you to tell,
tell me things I need,

Things I need to hear
Things I've always known
Things to make me smile

Things true I'll tell you
Things true from my heart
Things my love for you

Would that yours come true
Things our hearts would meld
Our love could complete
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Rommy  at Weekly Scribbles, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/05/weekly-scribblings-19-lie-to-me.html?m=1

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Sunday, May 10, 2020

Acrostic Poem Today

Previously posted on April 10, 2020, 
 for Day 10 of NaPoWriMo 2020


G A R B A G E    D A Y 

Garbage Day is today 
Already marked on calendar 
Ready or you will be missed 
But today I might be late 
Alligator was getting killed in the pail 
Great huge snake had him by the tail 
Each predator fight for himself 

Dead on arrival will be their tag 
Await the garbage truck's return 
Yay those varmints are gone 

     [KP at age six]
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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2920, All Rights Reserved (I print screen copied the top photo and edited it from Mom Z linked below)
 - I'm linked with Mom Z in the Imaginary Garden at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2013/04/words-count-with-mama-zen.html?m=1 and with Kerry O'Connor also in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-6-10.html?m=1
 - I am also linked to NaPoWriMo Day 10 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-8/  
 - and also linked with Sanaa  Rizvi in the Poetry Pantry at  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1

 - Mom Z asked for 60 words inspired from viewing one of the pictures of art she posted. I HAVE 60 WORDS including my title.

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Saturday, May 09, 2020

Poem for Mothers

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!


Motherly Love

Mama I love you 
So very much I love 
I know you love me 
Feed me kiss me caress 

Forever I'll love 
And when I'm bigger 
I'll love you even more 
You'll protect me always 

Teach me to be safe 
Little boys are fair game 
Fathers jealous men 
I'll have to run and hide 

And when older still 
I'll remeber that love 
Then to my bride 
Love her as you taught me 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Carrie Van Horn at Sunday Muse,  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/05/sunday-muse-107.html?m=1 
 - Note:  I generally try to make my writing to be independent to stand alone from the accomping photo.  This said I do know that tigers have harems, I'm sure they love each as they learned from their mother.

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Wednesday, May 06, 2020

A Poem - Street Painter has an Onlooker under His Skin

 
[click on picture to make it larger, again for larger still]
 
The Street Painter;
  and the snappy woman 
 
His pictures were beautiful though
who but a tourist would buy one 
And so many were mural size
Best to get it home just ship it 
 
Comes little lady in her 'shaw
She's too good to put her foot down
The pavement was germy dirty
Besides Rick the driver had gone 
 
What are ye painting she shouted
Looks a bloody mess upside down
I like your colors what's it price
Sounded like a put down to him 
 
With a sly grin he shouted back
It ain't for sale Grandma wants it
Oh sure where does your grandma live
She's in Heaven all good girls go 
 
Why do you paint here in the grime
The street gives me inspiration
I live here 'neath yon bridge.  Homey. 
Water sloshing gives me patience
  
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 - Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2013, Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov
2020, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Magaly  at Weekly Scribblings, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/05/weekly-scribblings-18-art-and-turmoil.html
 - Note: 
 - - Pictures were previously used and made public in February, 2013. http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2013/02/my-alphabe-thursday-2nd-letter-i.html  We were on the street in Sydney, Australia, and came upon this Street Painter at work.
 - - Riding with the pedaling fellow in this bike mobile cab looks like it would be fun but he didn't have many takers.  Mrs. Jim and I did ride in one of these in China and the ride was not fun.
 - - The street painter was going to donate his painting to a local Salvation Army unit.  There were a lot of people in his painting but I couldn't figure out what he meant it to be.

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Sunday, May 03, 2020

Poem, Endless Love


Formerly posted April 28, 2020 
for NaPoWriMo Day 28 -

Without Numbers;
Too many to count 

My love for you begins at South 
It climbs mountains to wink at stars 
And goes back down into the dale  

Zillions and zillions times over 
Each step each blink of eye 
My love for you filling my mind 

I know you feel the same for me 
Numberless as the beach buggers 
Smacking lips wishing for fresh fish 

Consumes us both my love for you 
Your love for me we do exchange 
Till we reach North which never comes 

Numberless steps before it ends 
Love made from all the sweet flowers 
Numberless in themselves we coo 

Coo and cuddle will never end 
I love you you love me dizzy 
Up and down those high hills higher 

Higher and higher our love grows 
Numberless buggers North as well 
Blessed in High Heaven is our love 


 - Poem and Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - Links:
 - - Skylover at https://kerryoconnorsother.blogspot.com/2020/03/a-skylover-wordlist-3030.html?m=1 for Wordlist prompt, "Numberless"
 - - Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-26-30.html?m=1
 - - NaPoWriMo Day 28 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-eight-6/
 - - Rommy in the Writer's Pantry, May 3, 2020, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1

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Saturday, May 02, 2020

Sunday Muse - Poem, My Day

"A distant future" 
photography by Raluca Caragea 

Some Days 

Some days I wish I were tall 
For then I would feel complete 
I'd hang pictures on the wall 
Like others not a great feat 

Ordinary things like I'd do 
Marvel at pictures I find 
Seaside cottages greet you 
People feasting come to mind 

Bridges over brooks I'd walk 
Count turtles there underneath 
Toss some bread and watch them flock 
Walk up the hill sunset see 

Grab my face off the table  
Some day go when I'm able 
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked Carrie Van Horn at Sunday Muse,  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/05/sunday-muse-106.html?m=1 

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Thursday, April 30, 2020

NaPoWriMo Day 30 - Poem, End of my Line

First, 
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to 
WILLIE NELSON at 87
(also see my 2013 blog, click here)
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    [My pictures, Luckenbach, Texas, Copyright, Jimmiehov 2009, All Rights Reserved
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 I won't be dead

Though I won't be dead, instead
I'll hear and see you but
But I can't relate back to you
Not one word or gesture you'll get

Disease for which they've found no cure

Someone must take good care of me
Know when I'm happy or I'm sad
Know if sick or well or hungry

Compare me to useless chicken 

Animal with utility
But not me, totally worthless   
Thank you, Goodbye all, I love you 
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- Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2008 and 2920, All Rights Reserved
- Links:
- - Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-26-30.html?m=1linking to
- - Isadora Gruye in the Imaginary Garden at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2015/04/bang-whimper-hiss.html?m=1  on April 30, 2015
- - NaPoWriMo Day 30 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirty-6/
- Isadora's words:
"You will not die, but will no longer be able to interact with the world.  Whats the last thing you say?"

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Wednesday, April 29, 2020

NaPoWriMo Day 29 - Poem, The End Cometh

 tick tock tick tock ...

The clock was ticking down
Cindy Cinderella
Boys were calling  her that
Last minute ever near

Time to eat time to sleep
Time to love time to fight
What would it be this time
Drats, down a one way street

Her car ran out of gas
Rats all over the road
Very dark no street lights
Midnight came missed her date

Glass slippers and carriage
Rats to horses fine gown
Prince of Sweden rescued
Thanks fairy godfather

Old life to end, on time 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All  Rights Reserved 
Links: 
 - - Kerry O'Connor at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-26-30.html?m=1 leading to 
 - - Fireblossom for prompt words, "almost to end," at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/fireblossom-friday-this-is-almost-end.html?m=1 
 - - and NaPoWriMo Day 29 at  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-nine-6/

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Monday, April 27, 2020

NaPoWriMo Day 27, a Poem, Tea Review


Tea Time for Tea Sippers

I don't drink much tea,
its coffee for me
But have a cup with you
 whenever in the U.K.

Today I've been asked
to make a review
It'll be of tea
Bigelow assorted

That's what I buy for
the Misses and me 
I like the Earl Gray
Breakfast and the Green

Full bodied, is this you 
there's enough for two brews
(On PBS Midsommer
Murders  show I saw two crooks
make three brews from one bag)

You can buy 16 packs
for three or four dollars
64 parks, nice box
around 14 dollars

Price - a Little High
Quality - Great 
Taste - 8 for you to choose 
Rating - 9.2 

I recommend these 
for you to Buy Now 

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 - Poem and Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - Links:
 - - Kerry O'Connor, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-26-30.html?m=1
 - - Rommy Kirk, https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/04/the-way-of-tea.html?m=1 , prompt is "The Way of Tea"
Here also Rommy disclosed that April 27 is BIRTHDAY!!
!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROMMY !!! 
♪♪Happy Birthday to you,♪♪
♪♪Happy Birthday to you,♪♪
♪♪Happy Birthday Dear ROMMY,♪♪
♪♪Happy Birthday to you.♪♪ 
 - - NaPoWriMo Day
27, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-seven-6/ , prompt is "Review This"

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Sunday, April 26, 2020

NaPoWriMo Day 26 - a Memory Rewind

Hometown Memory;
on Rewind

Can you remember
school day mornings
Before school time
how you got there

Might not be big,
Or you
got bullied bad
walked with teacher
messed your dad's truck

I'll pick the last
Farm boy drives Dad's
pickup to school
Bring back to mind

Rewind morning
(change not allowed)

Drop cousins off
Go get friend Ron
Drive back to school
Smoke on the way

Trouble starts there
Fishing for match
Road work ahead
Knocked sawhorse down

Seated for class
Principle calls
"Come to office"
Sheriff was there

Scared stuff was me

"Kid, what'cht you do?"
Big big silence
"Why'd you push stuff
Down into the hole?"

"Sawhorse and dirt"
Accident? Could-
-nt say smoking
"Dirt's on your truck"

I didn't tell
"I don't want to
see you again"
And he did not

None ever knew
Not my cousins
Not my sister
Not my parents

But now I've told

(Curtain lowered
and that's all folks)
Rewind finished
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- Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Kerry O'Connor at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-26-30.html?m=1
- and from there to Karin aka Outlawyer at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/reboot-rewind-recycle-rebirth-poems-in.html?m=1 where I chose "REWIND" as prompt
- Also I am linked to NaPoWriMo Day 26 at  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-six-6/ where I chose "HOMETOWN MEMORY" as prompt

 
  a 1949 Ford F-1 Pickup
(MAY 2010 NAPA Calendar) 

Note: 
 - I drove my dad's 1949 Ford F-1 pickup to high school in town for my last two years, the first I rode my horse to a closer counyry school.  Two of my younger cousins rode with me to town.  
 - There were two other incidents from which we were rescued (besides three accidents where the other driver was at fault), both I was stuck and had to be pulled.  
 - Once from a snowdrift that had grown across the road, the other when I tried to U-turn out in a field but I didn't know the "frost had gone out."

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Saturday, April 25, 2020

NaPoWriMo Day 25 - Poem for Sunday Muse

 "The Sea Within" painting by 

Sea Within 

What do I see in the 
sea within 
Little glass bowl full of toys 
and one small fishie 
We named her Betsy we 
watch her swim 
She seemed to like us 
could  you love a fish 

It would be so easy were 
your head like a pretty little 
glass bowl 
I sit by hours watching 
when you are asleep 
I wish it were always like 
that glass bowl 
Fishes there to tell me from  
within your pretty head 

Because at times I wonder 
Do you love me like I love you 
There's flowers in the morning 
and chocolate at noon 
Both telling me that 
you love me so very much 

Like I love you 
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 - Poèm Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked for my prompt with Carrie Van Horn at Sunday Muse,  
http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/04/sunday-muse-105.html?m=1
 - I'm also linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-21-25.html?m=1
 - And with  NaPoWriM Day   at  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-five-6/

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