Saturday, April 18, 2015

With the Bears ― Day 18 of NaPoWriMo 2015

“The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.”
Terry Pratchett, Diggers

. . .  Easy Selling

Not gullible you, yet polite
Your open mind listens to them

Crackpots, serious all, abound
They'll corrupt your mind with their 'truths'

Believing in earnest, you fall
Next day with honest face, you'll preach

So plug your ears or close your eyes
Looks silly but you could do both

Take a clue from Mom Nature's beasts
Turn your back, quickly get away
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 Photo and Poem copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with 
and  NaPoWriMo 2015both for Day 18 of National Poem Writing Month

Terry Prachett is most known for his Science Fiction and Young Adult publications.  I not read any of his works but I do have on request at our library Prachett's last published book, "THE LONG UTOPIA: A NOVEL."

My photo is a picture of two of Mrs. Jim's much asked for "Bear Pancakes."  She has been making these for children and grandchildren for forty-two years.  She also makes them for me if I ask.  You can see, they aren't hard to make and the kids love them.

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Friday, April 17, 2015

Out with Nature ― Day 17 of NaPoWriMo 2015

Pleasant eating out with Nature

Fast food, lunch on deck
Little green friend, eats bugs, lunch
White flower grows bugs

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Green by blue water
Canoes, fishing, party boats
White herons soaring
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Sunshine, sit and chat
Hours later time it's to go
Pick up trash, some don't

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I am linked with 
and  NaPoWriMo 2015, both for Day 17 of National Poem Writing Month
and  also the National Haiku Foundation blog (link) for National Haiku Poetry Day 

 - Our assignment was to write Haiku about the expression of nature – we’ll celebrate and recognize haiku today because today is NATIONAL HAIKU POETRY DAY –April 17!! -- National Haiku Foundation blog (link)
 - We’ll speak in the tongue of nature…any facet of the wild-natural-world that we choose. Express your poetry today in the traditional style of haiku or step into a modern manifestation of haiku in English.
 - In my three-set poem, I probably started with Haiku and ended with Senryū.
 - Wednesday was such a nice day, with showers before dawn.  After mailing my tax stuff in Montgomery P.O. (Texas, our county seat)(second in line!!) we decided to eat at our Subway fast food restaurant across Lake Conroe on State Hwy 105.  For sure it was a day for top-down driving and sitting on the deck beside the water.  Mrs. Jim and I sat and ate and talked for more at least two hours. 
 - There was a White Heron trying to catch fish but I didn't get its picture.

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Thursday, April 16, 2015

Visionary Art Observations ― Day 16 of NaPoWriMo 2015

"I've posted some photos (not mine) of various works at AVAM. Let them speak to you and then choose one or more to compose a new poem. Your poem may be about the art itself or about feelings/thoughts/memories/stories the art inspires. It's wide open. Let your inner voice express itself!"(continued in part below)

Super Powers
by Howard Finster

Birds Nest by David Hess

MADGrowth by
Beatrice Coron

The Gallery a Go Go
by Nancy Josephson

Always by Jim Doran

Horse Dress
by Anonymous

Cosmic Galaxy Egg
by Andrew Logan

Untitled "Doodle"
by Ted Gordan

. . Visionary Art Observations; . . .
 . . .So  which do I pick?  How do I relate? .  .
The Cosmic Galaxy Egg is nice, reminds me
of the lava rock I have collected, saved
from Mt. St. Helen's disastrous eruption.
The "Horse Dress" intrigued me some.
Mostly felt were remembrances of riding my pony
to high school for my first two years.

My old saddle was older than me as well.
I was fourteen, the saddle may have been
twenty, if Dad had bought it new.
I have a feeling he didn't.

Dad played a "Horse Whisperer role?"
Call him up and by tomorrow your wild,
never-ridden pony would be a fine riding steed
of which you could be proud. 

How about the Galaxy Go Go? 
I would proceed with Grandmother Squirrel,
how I love her colorful wrap around headband. 

How she in her younger day would play chase
with the younger dogs.  Always the dogs 
would win, chasing her up the tree. 
Grandmother Squirrel knew if she stopped,
well, in reality they would not bite her,
not even a nibble. 

Easter Rabbit would be next for my small dissertation,
followed by Child Squirrel. 
Child Squirrel loved his grandmother but
would not be seen anywhere near her out in public.

But my heart was set from the beginning
on letting you know what my feelings are
when I look at those six "Doodle" guys.
First of all I am envious, envious of the
talents that Mr. Ted has shown. There's
no comparison to my drawing,
my guys all look alike featuring
unsophisticated stickman qualities.
You can have My Man all in less than a minute
if you're good.
My Man looks nothing like Ted's Doodle men. 
He is an artist of sorts, I am not. 

If you leave a blackboard or whiteboard,
or a tablet or sketch sheet, unattended
you might find My Man drafted into
one of your empty corners. 

My Man is of the stickman art
My doodles aren't faces, although
once and a while I will leave a My Man
on the page when I'm finished. 
Like a trade mark, an e-signature,
or a silver bullet.
That's all, not very deep stuff here. 
If I could doodle faces like Ted,
I would frame every one.

How do you relate?
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Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
Photos are from Lolamouse's post, described below.  They originated with the AVAM.
I am linked with Lolamouse at the Real Toads, What's Your Vision? and with  NaPoWriMo 2015, both for Day 16 of National Poem Writing Month

 - Lolamouse tells us about visionary artists.  Its a concept which I don't understand, perhaps her writing will help.  I will copy a part of her work here:
 - "The American Visionary Art Museum, or AVAM, is located in Baltimore, Maryland and is one of my very favorite places to visit.
 - They have a permanent collection of works by "visionaries" as well as special exhibitions. The art in this museum can evoke so many different thoughts and emotions in visitors. It can range from whimsical, comical, and clever to thought-provoking to downright disturbing.  If you ever get the chance to visit Baltimore, do check out this museum. If you can't visit in person, here is the link to their wesite: AVAM"
 - Her instructions for us are at the beginning of this post (at the top)
 - Per Wikipedia (link), "Visionary art is art that purports to transcend the physical world and portray a wider vision of awareness including spiritual or mystical themes, or is based in such experiences."

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Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Boater's Dream ― Day 15 of NaPoWriMo 2015

A Landlubbers Envy
There once was a young man, yearned to have a boat.  As he grew older the boat never came near.  Then in his older years a slick salesman sold him his dream.  He thought.
Now stuck with a narrow boat barge and a once a year jaunt down the canal.  That's what was waiting for him.  Petrol was high, insurance through the roof.  He saved for a year, that jaunt cost him nine hundred pounds a day.
To save his pennies for a later day the young-now-old man lived on his barge.  His wife would have no part of that and left, back for her city life.
His only joy in life now was the annual Little Venice boat show over the early May Bank Holiday weekend.  Others he'd also attend, some taking his boat and others he'd walk or catch a ride.

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 Photos and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
I am linked with  , both for Day 15 of National Poem Writing Month -- Phew, April is halfway over.
"The challenge is broad--we are in the middle of April,  and I don't intend to be picky about minor details. As long as your poem or prose poem is influenced in some way by the concepts discussed here (of the folly of the dreams of a classic snake-oil salesman J Whittaker Wright), please feel free to run with it as your Muse takes you." (instructions for the day)

My muse's ex-landlubber above had the dream and was now enduring his folly.  Mrs. Jim and I attended London's Little Venice Canal Boat Show in 2013.  It was an elbow to elbow affair with a carnival atmosphere. The canal boats were stretched and parked in probably a mile stretch. You might like to attend this year? 
Canal Events & Festivals 2015 - 2016, ;  and
Little Venice Canalway Cavalcade - 2nd - 4th May 2015

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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Lightning Strikes ― Day 14 of NaPoWriMo 2015

. . When Lightning Strikes

When lightning strikes where should you be,
Under your bed, before the storm?

Dark clouds will warn, vacate your boat
Take cover before lightning strikes

Get out of water, that's not safe
Don't stand beside a window glass

Scary thunder follows the strike
After the light, no help at all

Rain is sure to follow, stay dry
under cover, worst is over

Our troubles can be lightning's strike
Dark clouds will warn, not thunder's claps

Troubles can come before we act 
Big ruckus comes after the strike

People will point, gossip abounds
True friends will stay, comfort in grief

Doctors of kind will be your help
Medicine, shrinks, and lawyers they

Take your meds, follow doctor's say
Lightning is over, peace returns

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2008 and 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 -I am linked with
, both for Day 14 of National Poem Writing Month

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Monday, April 13, 2015

shopping, a Limerick ― Day 13 of NaPoWriMo 2015

. . . [click on the picture to enlarge it, one or two times]

. . . The Lady Shopper

Lady fine goes to town, loves to shop
Nothing there that she knows she would cop
She likes to walk the aisles
Pretty things come from miles
Doesn't know what she wants 'til it drops
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Photo and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 I am linked with Susie Clevenger 
, both for Day 13 of National Poem Writing Month
 Susie introduced a writer named Joan Didion (born December 5, 1934).  She is an American author best known for her novels and her literary journalism (Wikipedia).
 ― I chose this quote of hers to get me started: “I don't know what I think until I write it down.” ― Joan Didion
Right away it reminded me of this, familiar to me, quote:"I don't know what I need until I see it." ― Mrs. Jim (her favorite saying when she's shopping)

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Sunday, April 12, 2015

About Carrying bags -- Day 12 of NaPoWriMo 2015

 Eight Ways of Thinking About Carrying
Three Grocery Bags

Look them over carefully
Could be rips and tears in the bags
Any Plastic? 
You know, when they ask, "Paper or Plastic?"

Pick them up and mentally weigh
No man should carry over twenty pounds
Women can carry a little more.

How far are we going to carry these
To the Tube will be fine
Rest along the way as needed

A bus is different
Have to keep them out of the isle
or risk getting kicked off by the driver
Remember, your lap is only so big

Will it be raining or snowing
Use your large umbrella,
the sacks can't get wet
Most times they weaken
Rip themselves in despair

Put the lightest on your arm
Carry the other two one in each hand
Can't wipe or rub your nose

How about the wind
Got to keep stuff from blowing out
This would be the day to ask for an extra sack
Four won't be filled so near the top as three
If it blows out get a passerby to retrieve

Sit them on bench and call the kids
That son of yours thinks nothing of
carrying his cello strapped to his back
(Be nice, he isn't a spring chicken any more)

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
 - Today I am linked with Heaven (aka Grace) 
, both for Day 12 of National Poem Writing Month

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