Monday, March 18, 2024

Army then -- a Poem for Quadrille #197

armycadets.com from Amazon gun ad

  War stories 

Getting old now

loves telling tales

Army stories

are his forte


No war for him

guns on the rack

Not shooting range

Score penciled in


Sharpshooter him

Medal to prove

Wore alongside

Good Conduct pin


Did Radar man

once shoot that gun


Basic Training

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with De Jackson at dVerse Quadrille #197 for hosting, 
    she asked us to Write a Quadrille poem, 44 words in length and to use her chosen prompt word, "sharp
    Click here to read some others work, same instructions 
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Friday, March 15, 2024

St Patrick's Day - a Poem for Friday Writings


    
    Was St. Patrick Pinched?

Was our St. Patrick really real?
Yes he was real though not a saint 
Catholics hadn't made saints back then 
Celebrate him March seventeen 

He drove snakes out of Ireland? 
Yes, were a poetic symbol
Metaphors for the devil leaving 
Leaving from his many converts 

Did leprechauns really help him? 
Total fable they don't exist 
We like to think so, needed help 
We write of them as if they're real*

Then why should we wear green that day? 
Wear them so that you won't get pinched 
Green dress gives total Pinch License 
Put on your green and pinch away **

** A very good rundown on "9 Surprising Facts About St. Patrick's Day" can be found Here.  



 - Photos are copies I took, this year, of TV pictures being broadcasted 
 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am Linked with Magaly at Friday Writings  #118 at 
   where Magaly has invited "us to write poetry or prose inspired by strange spring traditions. Don’t happen to know any? No problem!" According to her, "we can find some interesting choices HERE and HERE and HERE." (My 'St. Patrick's Day' would be weird conduct on any day but St. Patrick's Day, but still is not as weird as some of these.)
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p.s. an apology  to my faithful readers who were waiting on the 14th for my annual "pi Day post".  Finaly i made it, dated as proper for pi, March 14.  Here is my repertoire for the ones I have posted, 
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Thursday, March 14, 2024

Van Gogh - a Poem for dVerse Open Link Night

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Van Gogh’s painting “Window in the Studio” – painted in 1889

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   Van Gogh Dilemma 

Van Gogh went round and round 
To bad his fuzzy math 

Had he remembered "pi" 
Might have stopped while he's sane 

Instead he stopped at top 
Thought his ear was to blame 

Whacked one off at its base 
Sharp knife felled it one swoop 

Simple the constant "pi" 
3 point one four to know 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Lillian at dVerse Open Link Night, here 
 - Click here to read other's writing today (3/14/2024) 

 - I have been writing for "pi Day" since 2011, here is a list that showed when I searched my blog for use of the word, 
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 - * Below is My picture taken outside the infirmary where Van Gogh was staying after he had cut off his own ear.   For information of the photo below and more of our stay there in St. Remyclick here
  - Vincent van Gogh -- 30 March 1853 – 29 July 1890): 

[Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2006]
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Compare my photo above of the actual orchard with this 
one that I took of one of Gogh's paintings of the orchard. 

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Tuesday, March 12, 2024

Spring and young maids - a Poem for dverse Poetics


    young maids

baby boomers now young maids 
beautiful eyes all features 
double smiles they love to flirt 

Dutch masters have no feel for them 
February gold gleam gone for them
goblets have emptied, never full 

golden dawn daffodils brightly shine 
golden echos from the maidens hair 
ice follies skated to demise 

lemon beauty Florida dames 
lingerie off the lines tease 
love calls young maids come Spring 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2011 and 2023 respectively, All Rights Reserved 
 - I first used this photo on May 5, 2011  
 - I am linked with Merril at dVerse Poetics for prompt word list at 
    where I choose the first twelve on the to be the first word or words for my poem, note the alphabetic order.  All are listed on Merril's dVerse link above
    Click Here to read what other writers have written  
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Thursday, March 07, 2024

Cooking vs. Making - a Poem for Friday Writings and for dVerse Quadrille

My Egg, Ham, and Cheese sandwich open face 
See its recipe amongst various ones that I make 
Oct 13 in a search of my blog for the word "sandwich  
 here, 
https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/search?q=sandwich 

Note: Today, March 8, is International Women's Day.   Click here to read about it.


    A Woman's Touch 


It takes a woman's touch 

Woman's touch for to cook 

Cook I said, not to make 


I make sandwiches, egg,

ham, and cheese oh so fine

Meatballs and spaghetti

and follow recipes


It's finer touch, deserts

pretty dishes she cooks 

Woman touches for those

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 - Photo and Poem Copywrite, Jimmiehov 2023 and 2024 Respectively, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Rosemary at the Friday Writings #117 at 
  where she asked "us to write sensual poetry or prose about an item of clothes." (this request was optional for us to use)

 - I was also linked with De Jackson for the dVerse Quadrille 195  on February 19 at 
 where she asked us to use the prompt word "touch" in our poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title.
 - Click here to read other's Quadrille writings 
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Monday, March 04, 2024

Fun, Perhaps - a Poem for dVerse Quadrille

Three-generation bed party, my daughter, her daughter, and Mrs. Jim.  
[First  posted by me, Jimmhov on 2018 (URL)]


  A Slight Problem?


I dreamed I was going

to a party

Nice party where pillows and

blankets rule

A slumber party sublime

Kids love them


All my buddies coming and

Some good friends

I don't know by whom I got

my invite 


Lost the envelope

Invitation too 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Punam for dVerse Quadrille #196 for my 44 words not counting the title at  
 - Click here to read what the others have treated our prompt word, "slumber".
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Friday, March 01, 2024

Grandpa H. and I - a Poem for Friday Writings

My Grandfather and Grandmother in 1957
(photo originally posted 2010 [URL])

  He Influenced Me; Grandpa H. 

Grandpa H. has changed my life 
Even now I sense his pull 
Good habits and bad, them all 
Some I've kicked, others remain 

Favorite was the rides with him 
It was me and him alone 
I liked his cars, Buicks new 
First off install his spittoon 

Grandpa with tobacco chewed 
Kissed we kids juice smeared our cheeks 
And did I chew,  why of course 
Nasty habit.  Place to spit? 

On our rides stop signs I liked 
"Stop! 'S' 'T' 'O' 'P'," he'd spell, 
"Stop, take off panties," he called 
Never understood it all 

Many more that I could tell 
A few chapters in my book 

Uncles, Grandpa, and Grandma 
My photo, 2006 (URL) From left to right: My Dad, Uncle Lester, Uncle Howard, Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle Chester in 1940s photo taken at Grandpa's farm. The car was Dad's blue 1938 Ford Tudor Deluxe
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2006 and 2010 (Photos) and 2024 (Poem), All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Magaly Guerrero for hosting with Friday Writings #116 at 
 -  Magaly is taking over Rommy's prompt which is to ask you to write about someone who made an impression on you as a child (for good or ill).
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Monday, February 26, 2024

Snowmoon Write -- for Haibun Monday

©iStockphoto.com/Wouter van Caspel

 

Snowmoon Last Night 

    Driving home last night we pulled over to view.  Just above the horizon was a magnificent scene, the moon, a February Full moon in bloom.  It was  showing its features as white with an orange tinted background.  It's name, being in February is the Snowmoon, heralding in falling snow, the kind the kids' snowmen are made of.  

    But being in Southeast Texas, close to the Gulf of Mexico shore, we won't be having snow this year.  The chances are gone for that come midmonth February.  Our temperatures are now in the 70, 80, and a few 90Fs from here on out.  Yes, we may have a cold wave come in from the north but still no snow for us.  That comes about once every ten years. 

    And anyway, we enjoy seeing this moon in full with no snow, it is sooo very pretty.  Maybe next year. 

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Snowmoon, Snowmoon, where 
Where can we see snow you'd bring 
Old home, Nebraska? 


Our back yard a few years ago 
[click picture for larger 
view, it's really pretty]
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 - Bottom Photo and Haibun Write, Copyright Jimmiehov 2021 (URL) and 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Frank J Tassone for dVerse Haibun Monday at 
 - Click here to read other writers' writing for the prompt, "SnowMoon"
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Sunday, February 25, 2024

Lesson Learned - a Poem for dVerse

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  I Went Walking

day i went walking 
i'd walked a ways 
day i learned a lesson

learned of birds and bees 
a bunch of bees 
mourning that morn

a dead deer in the ditch
killed by a car
hawks hogging on its meat

hawks get hungry 
bees stay busy 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2008 (URL) and 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Djorn at dVerse here,
    Click here to read of others using this form as described at the link above.  I wrote too late to make roll call there, but I enjoyed giving this an attempt.   
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Thursday, February 22, 2024

comes Freedom? -- a poem for Friday Writings

Photo from "C o r p u n . c o m"


   Freedom the Hard Way
 
Freedom, freedom, freedom 
Paddle my arse, and kick my tail 
'Through discipline comes freedom'  
Boot in the butt, I won't wail   

Freedom, freedom, freedom   
Paddle my arse, and pinch my cheeks 
Cry if I don't gain freedom   
And won't be freed for long weeks

Freedom, freedom, freedom  
Say bad things and box on the ear 
Ears will ring, my dog will bark 
You'll wonder why I can't hear 

Freedom, freedom, freedom 
Louder yelling, belt to the rear
Black and blue, my dog might bite 
Called the cops, the law is near  

Freedom, discipline they don't mold 
Though I am tough, 'twas getting old 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Rommy for hosting for Magaly and the prompt, second line,  "Through discipline comes freedom" for Friday Writings #115 at     https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1 
 - Magaly previously had decided on a prompt wanted us to be invited to write poetry or prose inspired by the following quote: “Through discipline comes freedom.”
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Tuesday, February 20, 2024

Kurt Cobain - a Poem for dVerse Poetics

Kurt Cobain with Nirvana in 1992 
Photo from Wikipedia (URL)

 

Photo: Koh Hesebe / Shinko Music 
 / Getty Images
  
  Salam's Lot; new tenants coming 

My little darling, mother of my child 
Oh that I would join you in new abode 
Living you were sweet, we had ups and downs 
You were atop the world, I mostly down 

But we cried and cursed together, huddled 
Huddled where the witches were not welcome 
They corpses, come back to haunt me and her 
And now you've gone, of your own accord 

Will you be like they, those of long long past 
Oh that I would join you, I will, I will 
You now, "a down payment on another 
One at Salems's lot"*, pretty witch of late 


*Stephen Kings novel, 'Salem's Lot has to do with my own disillusionment and consequent fear for the future. In a way, it is more closely related to Invasion of the Body Snatchers than it is to Dracula. The fear behind 'Salem's Lot seems to be that the Government has invaded (Quote of King, Wikipedia) everybody.[9](Quote of King, Wikipedia [URL])
 - Note:  Cobain died of suicide at age 27
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photos are cited below the picture
 - I am linked with Melissa Lemay at dVerse Poetics at 
     where we were asked to use a line or more from one of Kurt Cobain's songs.  Mine is in quotes as a part of the last two lines.  
 - Click here to read writings from other writers.
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Thursday, February 15, 2024

the Dance -- a poem for Friday Writings and for dVerse Poetics

(previously posted January 30, 2024)

   Dance,  Dance 

Dance, dance, dance to the music 
Mind your step and partners too 
The count you're to he'll not do  
Two step is his with your waltz 

Dance, dance, dance to the music 
He tells of his dance lessons 
That was way back in college 
And he has forgotten most 

I dance with him any rate  
He's my husband--love conquers 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
- I am linked with Rosemary for hosting Friday Writings #114  at https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1
   She offered us an optional prompt about "telling secrets".  I chose to post this one instead of it due to my time restraints.  It would have been enjoyable to write for it, in fact I did have a start.  
 - I'm also linked with Mish in dVerse Poetics for prompt and for hosting at 
 - To see others' works there, click here 
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Tuesday, February 13, 2024

Lilac bouquet Valentine -- a piece of prose and a poem for dVerse Prosery

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        Image by Julia Butsykina on Unsplash

I know today is for prose.  I am trying to learn how to write hip hop poetry and don't get much help, even from Google.  

If any of you readers have written hip hop poetry you could leave me a helpful comment below. 

Here's my attempt, today's prompt words are the title and first and second lines:


    '…city lilacs 

    release their sweet, wild perfume 
    then bow down, heavy with rain.’ 
    a purple bouquet for you 
    one I cut for you with pain 

    there's much love mixed with my blood 
    mixed in with shiny petals 
    bright red and a bit of mud 
    all from lack of parasol 

    city lilacs traffic dust 
    purple pieces with my red 
    different than the country ones 
    fresh and clean and pure it's said 

    I cut myself with my knife 
    your Valentine worth the price 
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Pretty well does it for now.
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, all rights reserved
 - I am linked with Kim at dVerse Prosery at          https://dversepoets.com/2024/02/12/prosery-city-lilacs/ 
 - Click here to read other writers' works using Kim's prompt lines find.  We are to use 144 words, no less.  Mine, including the ditty has 144.
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