Thursday, April 30, 2015

Dan Man's Gone ― Day 30 of NaPoWriMo 2015

 
Dan the man, the Destructible Dan Man
Came aboard the Mars 2-15 Express
It was a one way ticket, no return
No return ever, meaning not ever
 
Only UP this ride would go, goodbye all
Okay with Dan, he hated this world
Hated everyone, hated his family
Father and mother, wife and children, all
 
Full of hatred he, had a plan for all
On his way to Mars, there's no return, safe
Destructible Dan Man, he killed them all
He threw their bodies in the backyard well
 
5, 4, 3, 2, Lift off, we've had lift off 
The Mars 2-15 has cleared the launch pad
No remorse, safe now, "Dan Man out of here"
 
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Photo and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
 
Day 30, Phew!!  I made each one.  Fun but not an easy task.
Notes:
1.  This poem was inspired by

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Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Dogwood, Iris, and Dogs ― Day 29 of NaPoWriMo 2015

 
 Pink Dogwood Tree
 
Walking along the sidewalk
When we came upon "this tree"
O, oh, oh, raved another
Pink dogwood tree winding down
 
Blooming still 'til season's end
In full bloom earlier on
More pink than green this dogwood
Always, blooms til season ends

 
 
 
Blue Beagle Iris
 
Came upon this flower bed
Iris, blue, trace of purple
Likes afternoon shady spot
Just like my old beagle dog
 

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Photos and Poem copyright © 2015, 2006 and 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with the Real Toads, Frog-Cups in New York City

and with 
NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 29 of National Poem Writing Month
 
Magaly said, "… and when I was almost home (walking from her NYC dentist), I noticed a tiny plot of frog-cups or Fritillaria meleagris. ... we will write a new poem that will include a flower named after an animal or a bird named after a flower." 

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Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Read the Clouds ― Day 28 of NaPoWriMo 2015

 
Reading the Clouds
 
When I read the clouds I see hope
Face of loved one coming today
Spirit of loved one departed
 
 
Rain for spring flowers, practical
Flowers, pretty yellows and pinks
Bold purples, happy oranges
Fiery reds. Youth, garden delight
 
 
Objects loom, Jonah's fish or whale
Did it really happen, God knows
B-Seventeen, bringer of death
Seven-forty-seven, travel
 
 
Find their silver linings, bright sides
Bright sides to every dilemma
Better moments come, in their time
 
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Photos and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with the Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform

and with 
NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 28 of National Poem Writing Month
 
The Tuesday Platform is open day, not prompts.  I'm running late, sorry.
 

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Monday, April 27, 2015

Cooking today ― Day 27 of NaPoWriMo 2015


Chocolate Bird's Nest

Ingredients are:

Molten chocolate, half to a whole package

Six or so candy chocolate candy coated bird eggs
Ample amount of corn flakes cereal, one to two cups depending on how much chocolate you have melted
Lots of love, make it for a friend

You will need a nine inch square or round cake pan or plastic container

Directions follow:

Melt molten chocolate in double boiler

or in microwave. Be careful not to over cook.

Pour into pan

Stir in corn flakes until flakes to chocolate

ratio is about even.  In other words about
the same amounts of chocolate as corn flakes

Before mixture cools and hardens

place your six eggs where you want them
Like maybe a hen had laid them there 

You may study birds nests
to make this realistic. I find placing
them equidistant around over the nest
but random looking looks best.

Artistic touch will rule here

The more love you put into this
the sweeter your little nest will be

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Photo and Poem copyright © 2012 and 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with at the Real Toads, It is not just about food

and with  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 27 of National Poem Writing Month

Bjorn's instructions are "write a poem in the form of a recipe. It can either be something we can actually using for our favorite dinners, but why not a recipe for something more abstract such as love, spring or death." 

Mine is real food, but made with lots of love by lots of kids.

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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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