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Mount Franklin's Peak;

fun mountain climb memories

I'm having memories again this day

Memories of El Paso and it's hill

Mount Franklin beckoned me oft before

I would climb the mountain, rocks and all

Then the cable car I'd ride back down

 

I'll climb no more though return I might

Will be in the little orange cage

Up and down, this time I'll ride both ways,

Titanium knee, creaking joints, they beg

Please do leave the climb for younger folk
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Picture credits:

Top:  Summit Posts, Ranger Peak http://www.summitpost.org/ranger-peak/457590

Bottom:  Texas Parks and Wildlife, http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/state-parks/wyler-aerial-tramway

 

Poem copyright, © Jimmiehov 2014, all rights reserved

 

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Today I'm linked with  Hannah  at the Real Toads, Transforming Friday (Link)

 

- Hannah tells us of her planned repeat visit to Maine and some of her plans to climb Maine's Mount Katahdin.  It is Maine's tallest Mountain (5,269 feet), although my Texas highest peak find, Mount Franklin (Wikipedia link), is much taller (7,192 feet, although my Ranger peak is only 5,632 feet--have to climb the rest). (Everything is bigger in Texas!!)

 

- She asked us, "...  if you have a mountain that's grown a granite stone-shape in your heart, by all means, share! "  So I tried that a bit with my little ditty 'poem'.  I climbed that mountain quite often back when I was in the Army, stationed at Ft. Bliss, El Paso, Texas, for five years.

She's a Bit Weird? -- A Limerick

She picks up quarters with her toes
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Has followings where ere she goes

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Her friends are getting skeered*

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They say she's a bit weird

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Think not, my tongue touches my nose
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Photo and poem copyright, © Jimmiehov 2014, all rights reserved

Today I'm linked with Mama Z. at the Real Toads, Words Count (Link)

She  said, "The older I get, the easier it is for me to admit that I'm a little weird. Yes, I can pick up a quarter using only my toes. Yes, I'm a water sign that hates the water. And, yes, I do watch Fox News just to ...  See?  A little weird."
(and)
"What about you?  Are you a little weird, too?  Do tell . . . in 46 words or less."

My little Limerick has 31 words plus four in the title (post header). Guess I made under 46.

*  Skeered, '"It's the writer's way of imitating the strange accent of one of his characters. "Skeered" = "scared".' (Google Search)

A Fib(onacci) Poem

Meet you at ...

Meet

You

At the

Melon patch

Bring your spoon, some salt

We'll eat our fill, go for a dip

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Then we'll dress and go to a show

When things start to slow

Pucker up

Melon

Belch

Ugh!

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Photo and poem copyright, Jimmiehov 2014, all rights reserved

 

Today I'm linked with Margaret at the Real Toads, Play it Again (link)
And now on Monday I'm linked with Kerry at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (link)

 

-  like to "Play it Again, Toads!" where one may select a challenge from the three (prior challenges that Margaret has selected). 

- I chose # 2 (link) which says, "The Fib(onacci) - imagined by Hedgewitch."  Syllable length is based on the Fibonacci Sequence (math majors love these, I have a math minor with 21 college hours of math.  Differential Equations was my final course [that I passed]). 

- My "Fib" poem today is 1/1/2/3/5/8 syllables, then I reversed the number sequence after 8 syllables for a 12-line 'poem'.