Sunday, April 26, 2015

Fortune Cookie Folly ― Day 26 of NaPoWriMo 2015

You will inherit

You will inherit some money
or a small piece of land. Whoopee
That's what fortune cookie had said
Rushed right home to spread the good news

Next to the auto store he went
Ordered a bright new red corvette
Found his wife diamond ring, real big
Seven carrots, fit for a queen

More on layaway, kids need shoes
Soon he spent all of his money
He didn't have a thing to show
Worse yet, rich uncles he had none

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Photo and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with Margaret at the Real Toads, Play it Again, Toads! #16
and with  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 26 of National Poem Writing Month

Margaret gave us three options to write using former prompt ideas.  I chose the 'fortune cookie' option, "Imagined by Ella - Fortune Cookies "

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Saturday, April 25, 2015

Days of Cherry Pink ― Day 25 of NaPoWriMo 2015

Do you remember the song,  Cherry pink and apple blossom white? (Lyrics)
Here are my memories of the song and my experiences involving it and other Pink's.

My 1955 Ford Crown Victoria (a 1:18 scale toy) *

Days of Cherry Pink

Remember those days, Cherry Pink?
Well, I do.  Those were the 50's
Pre-hippie days when men wore pink

And though their hair was not too long
Ducktails sprouted as did highlights
Elvis on TV was prime time

Light colored pants, blue jeans were white
Matching his and hers, the buttons were
On the left or right, sex would tell

Neckties pink, wish I still had mine
Colored shirts, around here no more
Jackets to match, beige, white or pink

This late teen college drop out
Had three jobs to support his doings
Hot rod Ford attracted the girls

Favorite job, part-time, parking cars
To the top, radio was playing
Cherry pink, apple blossom white

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Photo and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved


I am linked with at the Real Toads, Turning Pink 
and with  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 25 of National Poem Writing Month

Notes:
1.  Grace reminisced about pink days and cherry pink blossoms and urged us "to write a new poem or prose poem using the word pink in the title or verses."
2.  "... Perez Prado's recording of the song as an instrumental with his orchestra featuring trumpeter Billy Regis, whose trumpet sound would slide down and up before the melody would resume, was the most popular version in 1955, reaching number one for 10 weeks on the Billboard chart. Perez had first covered this title for the movie Underwater! (1955), where Jane Russell can be seen dancing to the song. Billboard ranked this version as the No. 1 song of 1955.[2] The most popular vocal version in the U.S. was by Alan Dale, reaching No. 14 on the chart in 1955."
From en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cherry_Pink_(and_Apple_Blossom_White)

* 3. None of the nearly 30 cars I have owned was a 1955.  My grandfather promised me his when he died but that wasn't in his will so, no 1955 Ford was in my life.
 - My first car was a 1950 Studebaker Starlight Coupe (five passenger), the second was a 1952 Ford which I turned into a very fast Hot Rod that would beat the Chevy V8's.  
 - Third was a 1956 Ford Convertible which I bought new.  When I got drafted into the Army I had to trade it for my fourth car, a 1950 Jimmy Dean Mercury Coupe (five passenger).  My car payments were more than my total Army pay which included allotments for a wife and two kids.
 - My scale model car collection is 30+.  Besides the '55 Ford in the picture, from left to right, is a 1948 Ford Convertible, a late model Golf Car, a 1936 Ford Convertible, and a 1930's vintage gas Texaco gas pump.  Most of them are 30's, 40's, and 50's 1:18 scale models now, and are Fords like all the cars I have owned in my life.



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Friday, April 24, 2015

Fairy Godmother's Prayer ― Day 24 of NaPoWriMo 2015

A Fairy Godmother's Prayer

There was once a fairy godmother
who had no child to love and help
She cried every night and said
her prayers to the great-god-parent

Every night there was no word or sign,
her prayers seem not to be answered
Consistent she was, always. That is
why she was given her professional
name, of Constance

Another year now approached and
Constance had no charge. Oh couldn't
some dear child come her way

Another night at her bedside,
kneeling to her great-god-parent.
Please, O please, she pleaded

Please dear GGP, why can't it be tonight.
Let tonight be the night that
my child will come to life

And find a mother in need of the best
fairy godmother there could be.
Ever, ever, I promise to be the best

A deafening clap of thunder preceding
a bright bolt of lightening filled
her room. There stood Abednego
Supreme, the king of all godmothers.

Abednego had suffer though a great fire
and was in the lion's den as well.
That was in another life for him

Constance, dear, he said, let
this be your time. Can you pass
the test one more time? If you
can we will grant your wish.

O yes, O yes, Constance had uttered,
her low voiced words barely leaving her lips,
Yes, sir, I am sure that I can.

Now, Constance was very sure  
that this was her sign, first the
lightening followed the thunder  
and not vice versa.

Second sign was that this man,
Abednego was in her book,
the book she read every night,
Grimm's Fair Tales.
She knew this test by heart,
it was on page eighty-nine.

All right, Ms. Constance, here
is the test. Tell me please the
four traits a good fairy godmother
should convey to her godchild

Without blinking an eye,
Constance called out,
"the Four Biggies are: Integrity, Compassion, Courage and Joy.
Everyone should wish and strive for these."

You have answered correctly, Ms. Constance.
You shall receive your reward

Stand under the Golden Arch at
Thirty-third and Broadway precisely
at nine AM tomorrow morning, wear  
your purple pants suit and be ready for action

Mrs. Constance replied, O thank you,
thank you Sir Abednego. I will always
be in gratitude to you and
hold you in highest esteem

That night Constance slept soundly,
dreaming of little children growing up fast.
She made her appointment next morning
a few minutes early
Right at Nine, a very old T-Model Ford
with tattered side curtains drove up,
honking its horn in wild expectation

Constance almost fainted, there
were four child seats strapped in
the bed in the rear, each holding
a baby aged about three days.

From that day on, Constance
lived faithfully to her vows.
She was the best fairy godmother
in the land to those four little charges.

Her prayers had been answered four-fold, what a great reward!

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Car Photo and Poem copyright © 2009 and 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Grimm's Fairy Tales book picture copied from Ella's post, Go Grimm in conjunction with her instructions today.

I am linked with Ella at the Real Toads, Go Grimm and with  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 24 of National Poem Writing Month

Ella's instructions were "... Four Wishes: Integrity, Compassion, Courage and Joy... Now, go frolic in your word forest, beware of trolls, magic moss and poisonous mushrooms. Please follow the popcorn trail-I have left for you. If one of the recent Disney films inspires you or the enchanted television shows-by all means go there ~ "   

Thursday, April 23, 2015

About Legs ― Day 23 of NaPoWriMo 2015

 . . Legs
.
She's got legs!  They're pretty ones too
Pretty legs, why I married her
Back in the short mini skirt day
Pretty legs were girl's best asset

Long, visible, others could peek
Just don't they dare to be staring
About my legs we didn't talk
Only female legs people see

It turned out good, we were in love
In love still now at eighty-nine*
Thing is, her cooking was keeper  
Those legs walk. A family part

*We are NOT age 89, the poet's wife and hubby are

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Photo and Poem copyright © 2014 and 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with at the Real Toads, Last Legs 

and 
NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 23 of National Poem Writing Month

Per "We are on the last leg of National Poetry Month.  (The 23rd day!)"  So write about legs. I tried, and have a picture too. The  (Link about the young lady who has the longest legs in North America.) 
I like legs.  Longer the legs the better.  Generally they are the part that shows.  This young lady, pictured, has the longest legs in North America.  You click on the picture once and then once again so you can read the newsprint.  Your computer's "Back Button" will get you back here.
 
People don't appreciate the other purpose of legs until something bad happens.  Like a hip replacement or an artificial knee joint implant.  Mrs. Jim has the first, I have the latter.  We both walk pretty well, 30 minutes a day per doctors' orders.
 
One of my favorite songs is "She's Got Legs" by our own Houston group, ZZ Top.  I used to listen to them singing under the trees in the Houston parks back in the Hippie days.  Bands and singing groups were from tree to tree. 
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ZZ Top song, first verse:

.."Legs"

She's got legs, she knows how to use them.
She never begs, she knows how to choose them.
She's holdin' leg wonderin' how to feel them.
Would you get behind them if you could only find them?
She's my baby, she's my baby,
yeah, it's alright ..."

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Wednesday, April 22, 2015

Another "Love Poem" ― Day 22 of NaPoWriMo 2015

In Love

I love you for your being sweet
Sweeter than frosting on a cake
You are so nice to me, my love
Much nicer than my puppy dog

If only I could see you more
Caress you more, my supper soft
Time isn't long enough for us
Kiss me again, you precious dear

Will we ever stop meeting thus
Stay with me, I'll love you always
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Photo and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with at the Real Toads, The perfect love poem  

and 
NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 22 of National Poem Writing Month
Notes"

 - Kenia requested that we "write the perfect love poem. You can choose to use Julia Bird's formula [x (p + b + c + o)], check it here, or not, maybe you can't write form poetry (I can't), maybe whatever it is you choose to say, you need it to be long, maybe you know the secret for the completely happy relationship and would like to share it, no mystery involved. If that's the case, I'll be thankful!"
 - I tried, Kenia.  I haven't written many of these.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2015

P & W ― Day 21 of NaPoWriMo 2015

 
Pictures or Words

We can't have it both ways,
it's one or the other
We'll have pictures or words
 
But dear, pictures and words,
they can work together
I'll do the pictures. You
 
write the words that will match
Alright, some days yes, and
some days you match my words
 
Start today, here's the verse
Inspiration nigh, my
need was there, I picked both

You win today, my dear
For you, please choose our food

 
_ _ _ Photos and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with at the Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform

and 
NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 21 of National Poem Writing Month
Notes"
1.  Kerry suggested using the argument, "pictures or words?" as our writing prompt for today.  She has a nice little YouTube with some teachers/profs having this argument.  Pictures in the argument were paintings and the artist was the proponent of painting over writing in delivering a message.
2.  My pictures are showing some of our British pub environment when we went out to eat while visiting friends in Northampton, U.K. Below is one more.  Wine lists were at the tables.
 
 

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Monday, April 20, 2015

What's in my name? ― Day 20 of NaPoWriMo 2015



Hunter is my name

My name is hunter, had it a long time
American name, meaning is hunter

A look at my soul edge, it's number eight
I'm not sure it fits but with it I'm stuck
To lead, organize, supervise, they fit
Status, power and wealth, not necessary

Expression number five fits me all ways
Change, adventure and excitement, my game
I've lived forty-seven changed places
And been to fifty states, scores of countries

Adventures, well,  ... rode a horse to high school
A hundred and sixty miles per hour,
Audubon was screaming for joy that day
Jumped the falls in Hawaii.  Does that count?

Hate the rules and norms of society
"Sign says" brings to mind time to argue it
Do this and don't do that, 'take off my shoes'
Put them on, wear a shirt.  Not when I'm told

"Tie and jacket required"  open shirt
Tie's alright here in my pocket.  Have it
"No Parking Here"  hang my blue sign and walk
"Keep off the Grass" means a shortcut for me

I'll know your age and where you were born
Before we part, though I'll forget your name
Energetic, intelligent I am
I've turned down Mensa folk for when I'm old

Restless, Untidy, that's my other name
Known for disheveled office, wasted space
Wash my cars in slowing rain, soon enough
Boxes and sacks are where I keep my things

Hunter's my name, it is, but only when
I might be called or paged, otherwise it's

Jim.  Hunter I chose, name that fits me well
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Photos and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with Björn Rudberg  at the Real Toads, What's your name?

and  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 20 of National Poem Writing Month
Notes:
1.  My real name is Jim, aka James and others.  But anytime someone who has not need to know asks for my name I tell him/her that it is "Hunter".  I adapted Hunter because I like the character, Hunter, so well on the old Hunter TV series that ran from 1984 to 1991.  IMP says, "Rick Hunter is a renegade cop who breaks the rules and takes justice into his own hands."  I even have a Hunter tie and shirt, as similar as I could get by shopping. www.imdb.com/title/tt0086734/
2.  To the best of my remembering,  I have most of those things I mentioned and a lot more.  These came to mind for me to show that I fit the name.  Friends are surprised when my order is called and I get up to answer the Hunter call.   
 3.  A search for the name, Hunter found this for me:
American Meaning: The name Hunter is an American baby name. In American the meaning of the name Hunter is: Hunter.
SoulUrge Number: 8    People with this name have a deep inner desire to lead, organize, supervise, and to achieve status, power and wealth.
Expression Number: 5 People with this name are excited by change, adventure, and excitement. They are dynamic, visionary and versatile, able to make constructive use of freedom. They fight being restricted by rules and conventions. They tend to be optomistic, energetic, intelligent, and to make friends easily. They may be changeable, restless, untidy, and rebellious.
From "She Knows", www.sheknows.com/baby-names/name/hunter

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Sunday, April 19, 2015

One legged goose to ... ― Day 19 of NaPoWriMo 2015

Karin Gustafson choose our writing prompt today. She said, "... my prompt for today is the idea of half. There are many ways to think of half: half is better than none. Split the baby down the middle. (Yikes!) Your better half, your other half, your lighter half, a half of a conversation, a pie, or cantaloupe." And then she showed us a picture of her half tree.

I have picked through my pictures until I found five fairly decent ones showing a half of something, or I think it might be a half.  Then I guessed the worth with only half of the object there now. You can guess too, yours might be better than mine.  It is fair to click on the picture to make it larger.  Some get larger still if you click again.

 Going Half

Half is better than none, or so they say
Others will argue, "It's all or nothing."

So I'll tell you what I have been thinking.
It all depends.  On what's been divided.

Half a goose, about as good as a whole.
Especially if half's a missing leg.

My friend lost a sandal, still had one left.
What good is it having only one shoe?
If you're a bird and have half an island.
It's still an island, only half as large.
T
And if you are a dog with half a flea.
Then the flea is dead and can't bite at all.
Or if your building is only half  there.
The rain will come in, worthless ruins.. . . _ _ _

Photos and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with Karin Gustafson  at Read Toads, Going Halvsies! (19th Day of April)

and  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 19 of National Poem Writing Month

What my 2013 pictures are, top to bottom: (click on them for larger size)
 
1.  Hyde Park, London, on a hot July day
2.  a clever door stop at a shop somewhere in London
3.  Regent's Park, London, Karen, KP, and I rented a peddle paddle boat
4.  a not too mangy dog in Istanbul, Turkey
5.  the Acropolis in Athens, Greece

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Saturday, April 18, 2015

With the Bears ― Day 18 of NaPoWriMo 2015

“The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.”
Terry Pratchett, Diggers


. . .  Easy Selling

Not gullible you, yet polite
Your open mind listens to them

Crackpots, serious all, abound
They'll corrupt your mind with their 'truths'

Believing in earnest, you fall
Next day with honest face, you'll preach

So plug your ears or close your eyes
Looks silly but you could do both

Take a clue from Mom Nature's beasts
Turn your back, quickly get away
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 Photo and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved


I am linked with 
and  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 18 of National Poem Writing Month

Terry Prachett is most known for his Science Fiction and Young Adult publications.  I not read any of his works but I do have on request at our library Prachett's last published book, "THE LONG UTOPIA: A NOVEL."

My photo is a picture of two of Mrs. Jim's much asked for "Bear Pancakes."  She has been making these for children and grandchildren for forty-two years.  She also makes them for me if I ask.  You can see, they aren't hard to make and the kids love them.

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