Hurricane Irma survivors.

  

Contented Cat, all fifty-four survived, Hemingway's cats

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(my American Sentence Haiku/Senyru for today)

Photos and Poem Copyright, © 2014 and 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Photos were previously posted on my "Jim's Little Blog" on December 24, 2014, http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2014/12/my-alphabe-thursday-5th-letter-f-some.html  Scroll down about halfway for the Key West pictures.

I'm linking with Sandee at her Awww Monday post, https://comedyplus.blogspot.com/2017/09/awww-mondays_18.html?showComment=1505749793569#c3923382155097785627 

What I'm seeing; what do I write?

Tables and cars
Parking lot
Mothers with babies
Guys just gotten sheared
Curbside pickup at Whole Foods
Bistro not set up nor tables washed,
leftover crumbs and slop from last night,
a mostly clean chair for me
Not very busy day for Friday afternoon.
But parking spaces fairly full
My lover stopped by to chat and make some arrangements. She'll come home with me
Purple chairs, six; orange ones, 18; reds five; and seven greens.
Orange has it too for the pumpkin patch
Clouds many, milky grey with white outline borders
all against the bright blue sky

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Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Written while sitting outside our Whole Foods Market in Katy, Texas.   Now linked with Sanaa Rizvi at the Imaginary Garden. Come see, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/09/of-muse-and-me.html?m=1

Words Count, a 60 word Poem

Untitled (it could be the book of words)

 

I went to the store, up hill and down
On my way I met a small cherub 
Dressed in his gown, he had run away 
From the cherubim.  He thought, real cool 
But now he was lost.  His momacry 

Lunch, book of words.  Serendipity 

At the store a chocolate ice cream cone

End note:  Cupid, our lad soon succumbs   

 

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Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved (my photo is a 'PrintScreen' of a cherub from Google search, link where this and more are to be found.)

 - I'm linked with Mom Zen, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Words Count,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/09/words-count-with-mama-zen.html

 - Mom Z wants us to use three of the following words listed, I used the three asterisked, well four as my "mimicry" is stretched a little.  Teacher-wise, she would "give" (really award) us ten extra points if we titled our poem "book of words".  I used these words in the body of my "poem" and noted that it would qualify for the name.  Count the title it completes the 60 words M.Z. required.

 - What do these words have in common?

mimicry*

testament

rapture

cool*

dachshund

cherubim*

heretic

infinitesimal

convenient

serendipity* 

 

Johnny Nash - I Can See Clearly Now - my Poem

Johnny Nash -- I Can See Clearly Now  

  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FscIgtDJFXg 

Written and sung by Johnny Nash

He is from Houston, very appropriate for here these weeks.

(We live in Katy/Fulshear, Texas, a Houston suburb [link].

(Fortunately we did not flood at our home.)
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We did in 1979, 33 inches in our house.  It went like this:

We are gone
 
I don' wanna flood no more
Done it once before, not fun
Rescue the dog and the kid
One on each arm, backpack set

Out the window we must go
Leave it all behind, goodbye

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Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved  - I'm linked with Marian, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/09/the-tuesday-platform.html
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The Lyrics: I can see clearly now

I can see clearly now, the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It's gonna be a bright
(Bright), bright (bright)
Sun-shiny day
It's gonna be a bright
(Bright), bright (bright)
Sun-shiny day

I think I can make it now, the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is the rainbow I've been prayin' for
It's gonna be a bright
(Bright), bright (bright)
Sun-shiny day

Look all around, there's nothin' but blue skies
Look straight ahead, nothin' but blue skies

I can see clearly now, the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It's gonna be a bright
(Bright), bright (bright)
Sun-shiny day
It's gonna be a bright
(Bright), bright (bright)
Sun-shiny day
 It's gonna be a bright
(Bright), bright (bright)
Sun-shiny day
Oh, what a bright, (bright)
Sun-shiny day

Tenderness -- a Poem for Sunday

Tenderness
Definition: (Google search "Tenderness")
noun: tenderness; plural noun: tendernesses

1a. gentleness and kindness.
"he picked her up in his arms with great tenderness"
synonyms: kindness, kindliness, kindheartedness, tenderheartedness, compassion, care, concern, sympathy, humanity, warmth, fatherliness, motherliness, gentleness, benevolence, generosity
"with unexpected tenderness, he told her what had happened"

1b. feelings of deep affection; devotion.
"tenderness for the opposite sex"
synonyms: affection, fondness, love, devotion, loving kindness, emotion, sentiment
"I felt an enormous tenderness for her"

2. sensitivity to pain.
"abdominal tenderness"
synonyms: soreness, pain, inflammation, irritation, bruising; More

Tenderness - Do you know anyone in politics who fits the definition?  Hard to think of one, I know.  In fact I believe politicians cause inflammation, especially if they win and are in office, with lots of power.

Well, lets approach it from another angle - do you know anyone in our government who fits that definition?  You should find a few here.

I'll try to help, what is the mission of the FEMA -- U.S. government agency designed to help folk recover from disaster.  FEMA is to manage our emergencies so the name says. 

But then I knew a very kind young lady who graduated from college and was employed by FEMA, she was the kindest.  I cannot imagine her ever grouching at a client.
 

Child Welfare -- Help and rescue the children from various harms, in and out of the family situation. 

Child Abuse is the most dastardly crime I can ever think of, poor defenseless children don't have a chance.  I didn't and still cannot forgive the abuser, even though he is long deceased.  If I forgot perhaps I would forgive.  One never forgets abuse.
 

I am quoting from an unnamed source, written from a lady who really meant it, it was listed in her list of desires: 

"I desire a kinder, more peaceful world, less divided by things like politics and religion.  I wish we didn't have either one of those things in this world - they are both the root of much suffering and I believe we'd be better off without them, and with more acceptance and tolerance and love."

 
I'm all for the riddance of politics but I believe that God is the author of "Love".  I'll stop there for this post, just as she stopped with the word, "love".


With these lines I'll stop
Do I rant?  Well I should, loud
Get on my high horse
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 
 - - My Photo is a 'PrintScreen' of Kerry's picture by Blake.  Use her link below

 - I'm linked with  Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Play it Again, Toads! at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/09/play-it-again-toads.html

 - Since we are playing "Play it Again, Toads", I am linked to the blog of my choice, by  grapeling at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Get Listed - September at  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.co.za/2014/09/get-listed-september.html
 - For Play it Again we will be given a list of words from a selection the selector has read.  My list is art, war, attack, fire, capture, neglected, ardor, tactics, energy, alliance, treachery, scheme, tenderness.  I used only one word from Grapling's list, "Tenderness".

 - My 'rant' is using loosely a form of the Haibun. http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/haibun-poems-poetic-form

About Monsters - a Poem

Monster Under My Bed 

 

There's a monster under my bed

That's his home but I never see

He haunts me day and night.  I fear

What will he do, devours the best

 

Monster 'neath my bed has no name

Had he one, it I wouldn't say

Been said he eats small girls alive

Keep quiet, eyes closed, try to sleep

 

There's a monster under my bed

He drives me insane, thoughts of him

How do I know he's really there

My brother told me long ago 

There's a monster down there I know 
Every night, way to end my day 
Mother said my monsters aren't real 
Perhaps they aren't but still I look 
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- Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
- - (Photo is a print screen copy from Kerry's post at the link below)
- I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, A Skyflower Friday: Monsters, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/a-skyflower-friday-monsters.html
- Kerry's theme was "Monsters".  She said, "I leave you with the famous words spoken by Iago in Othello:  "O beware, my lord, of jealousy; It is the green-eyed monster which doth mock the meet it feeds on,"  And a music video.."

A Cold Day in ... a Ditty Poem for Tuesday Challenge

..... . . . ..[click on picture a time or two for larger viewing size]

A cold day in Summer

When the summer heat is about to get you down
When the thermometer says feel-like temperature
is one hundred and five, that's the time you should think
Think about a cold day, cold day you liked a lot

That proverbial day, day when you froze walking
It was a cold day then the wind blew up your clothes
Pants and skirts bellowed out full of air oh so cold
I saved a bottle of cold air just for today

This'll be our cold day, cold day in the summer
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with  Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/the-tuesday-platform_22.html
 - Her theme was "Post a Poem (old or new)"
 - Picture is one I took this year in February on our walk from Georgetown University over to the Washington Monument and then around and back to our hotel by the government buildings.  We walked in the 'teen' miles that day.  Fairly cold too.

Walking and Seeing ~~ A Mini Poem for Sunday

 

Walking in the moonlight with Mom;

"I can see the great uncomplicated thing" 

 

We'd go walk around the block Mom and me

A little girl, about five I would guess

Maybe four or six, can't remember well

The Moon was bright, fuzzy as usual

Remember the night, last time for a bit

 

Then one evening we went again, us two

Moon was bright, I could see the sidewalk cracks

Next remembered looking up, sight to see!

"Mother, I can see the Man in the Moon!"

"Uncomplicated Things" doctors can fix
 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright © 2017, 2010, 2008 (photos) and 2017 (Poem) Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - Photo at top is a "Print Screen" copied from Kerry's post below 
 - Photo below the poem was published on my other blog in 2008 and 2010 

 - I'm linked with  Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Micro Poetry ~ Uncomplicated Things,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/micro-poetry-uncomplicated-things.html
 - Kelly's instructions are, "This weekend, our frame of reference is "Uncomplicated Things" - from the second line of the poem, The Moon, by Leonard Cohen. "  Then build a short mini-poem around that line as inspiration, ten lines or less (I have ten lines).

 - Notes:
 - - In a couple of places I purposely confused the correct form of pronouns (note especially for a certain daughter, then for my sister, and for other unnamed ladies, who are keepers of the straight)

 - I have deleted a small amount of text, third line from Cohen's poem as it was unsuitable for some of my younger readers.

 - - The "Moon Jar" pictured above was made by pottery artist, Helen Garriott.  This jar and companion "Sun Jar" were of limited production, each one handcrafted. (previously posted in 2008 and 2010 in my other blog - link).  Helen Garriott (link) was the wife of Owen Garriott (link), Sky Lab Astronaut and is mother of Richard Garriott (link) who is a civilian who paid his own way to ride up the Space Lab. 
 
 - - The cougar behind is a print by Charles Fracé, a nature painting artist. Mine is autographed by him, "To: Jim", and represents my college, The University of Houston, and its athletes, the Houston Cougars. Mrs. Jim gave me the picture after having it so nicely framed.

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A Challenge Poem ~~ Dancing

  Sitting;
around the room

Sitting here at the dance

Like a church pew my bench

There's more around the room

Three dozen wallflowers 

 

Parked for the night perhaps

Or dance the night away

One never knows the score

Which? Dance or sit the more 

 

Watch the girls make their plays

Watch the tall dark fellow

Smoothly weave two by two

Slow dancing on their clouds

 

Now is my turn we twirl

So light on my feet here

He makes me feel afloat

Why sure, I'll sit with you 

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 - Photos and Poem Copyright © 2013 and 2017 respectively Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 

 - I'm linked with  Susie Clevenger , at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Bits Of Inspiration,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/bits-of-inspiration-keep-dancing.html
 - Her theme was "Dancing"
 - Photos taken on our ship while cruising in 2013 someplace in the Black Sea.  The dancers had boarded while we were stopped a couple of days in Istanbul. http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2013/10/a-random-five-post-020-venice-to-athens.html
 - My favorite dance experience was in 2009 aboard the Queen Mary II dancing with a small Russian lady.  I've blogged of that here: http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2014/11/done-and-dance-for-josies-two-shoes.html

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"You can" -- A Happy Poem for Tuesday Platform

You can make me happy

 

You can make me happy

Happy all the day  

So goes the songs of old

Before Rock began

 

I'm still singing that song

I sing it to you  

It always makes you smile

I love your sweet smile

 

Your smile reminds me too

That you love me lots  

And when I'm all alone

Sing it to myself

 

It keeps me thinking straight

Through years love endured  

How very much we

love each other still

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Top:  On  the beach, last post in the series here: 

 http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/search?q=beach

Middle:  Isle of Capri. Why do you say I'm lucky?  Lucky in Love, especially here:

http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-my-lucky-day-07-07-07-and-time.html

Bottom:  "You can make me happy..." I've carried it 43 plus years.  Still !!!

http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2014/02/our-41-anniversary-today.html 

Actually that song has been an ear bug for me for a long, long time

(and this one)

("I'm gonna love you for a long, long time")

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 - Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - Photos also but at the dates of the respective blogs posted above 

 - I'm linked with  Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/08/the-tuesday-platform_15.html
 - Her theme was "Happiness"

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