Artistic Challenge Poem, Ruby

Ruby was, Ruby is

Ruby is my stone, Ruby was my love

I didn't pick her, Ruby picked moi

Ruby was keen on me when I was young

Not old in years, but older than her years

 

We'd known each other, it seemed a long while

Then that night, one that boys do remember 

Ruby's gone away, no way I'll find her

Though Ruby picked me, I didn't pick her

 

She left a rock, rock no one else can have
Placed near my heart I keep it there for her

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Poem Copyright, © 2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Picture courtesy Wikipedia, picture link,  http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/0/0d/Ruby_cristal.jpg/640px-Ruby_cristal.jpg (Wikipedia Ruby Article link)

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Today I'm linked with Margaret at the Real Toads, Artistic Interpretation (Link)

 

Margaret challenged us to "respond to the images below [a wide array of crystalline rocks] in any way you like.  For this challenge I do require a new poem."

 

There is no one in my life named Ruby.  I do not 'kiss and tell'.  In case you wonder, my birthstone is Opal but I would not pick it for a poem like this; Opal is my mother's middle name.

Out of the Standard Challenge

 Sister, Do You Love Your Brother?

 

Awake, he didn’t know since when

Half dressed, bathroom duties called him

But when he flushed all Hell began

Water was gushing everywhere

 

He tried to shut the water down

Pulled the thing off the wall instead

Water stopped, why he didn’t know

‘Twas his sister’s house, should he tell?

 

Next he knew it was time for school

Raining now, polished theme was due

Half mile, sister wouldn’t drive him

Walk in rain? No way, he’s retired

 

Leaving now, water everywhere

Too deep in spots, detours abound

Call his sister? He may come back

And hope she’d forgiven his mess

 

(Soft alarm) "Ring" (Louder) "Ring, ring"
(Very loud) "Ring, ring." . ..  I was 'he'.

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

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Today I'm linked with Isadora Gruye at the Real Toads, Out of Standard (link)

 

Izzy's Real Toad post today was entitled, You could have done better....Out of Standard (link--same as above).  Her challenge instructions were short and direct, "Write a poem or piece of fiction which encapsulates a lie you could have told better."  The above is all a lie, it is a dream I had early this morning, just before I woke up.  I left out a lot, and embellished some a bit. 

 

There was water still coming when the scene changed to leaving for school, from the bottom pipes and from the wall cabinet above.  We weren't headed for school when Sis said no ride, but rather were trying to leave for our home.  Seemed the whole world was flooded.  My dream didn't get us back to her house but we were thinking about that. 

 

Seems a lot of my dreams about my missing either a class or a day at the University of Nebraska (I at one time had a recurring dream like this) .  I did miss a lot of classes because I was someplace playing chess instead.  Maybe that's why I dream these kind of dreams.

Flash Fiction 55 -- Played the Lottery

 

Played the lottery Saturday nights 

Two bucks kept hidden in her bra

If she won, a new house she'd buy

Move from that old red rusty shed

 

Win she did one day, went shopping

Found new house her ten K would buy

Small but could wait another day

Win again, get house of her dreams

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

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Today I'm linked with Mama Zen at the Real Toads, Flash Fiction 55

Rules are to "write a poem, prose poem, or piece of flash fiction which uses exactly 55 words to tell its story."  Mine is 55 words, no title.  It's fiction but could be true for some.