Dear Daddy ~~ a Postcard Poem project

Dear Daddy, wish you were here!
 . We are at the Coney Island Beach
today. I hope you would have been
proud of me last week in Ohio.
I was with 99 other women at the
Republican National Convention  . . . . . . . . . . The Rev Greer Thompkins 
 . There was a demonstration for . . . . . . . . . . 611 Spoonbill Road
women, what women stand for, . . . . . . . . . . . Snodville Lakeview, IA
to show we aren't the bimbos that
Trump calls us. We were naked, 
Daddy, 100 of us at the convention.
 . You will read about it, Huffington.
Google it Daddy, there you'll find that our "photography project was a peaceful protest against the hateful, anti-woman rhetoric present in the Republican Party."
 . Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, Daddy, I Love You.
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Poem Copyright, © 2016 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Today I'm linked with Kerry O'Conner at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, "Kerry Says ~ Let's Send a Postcard.  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/07/kerry-says-lets-send-postcard.html

Kerry has found several vintage postcards which are to give us ideas for writing.  I chose one from her find of "collection of vintage postcards from 1900 - 1910, which showcases "Women's Beauty" on Bored Panda Web site shown on Kerry's link above.  The writing on my 'postcard' is based on an actual demonstration of 100 naked women to help in the protest and the photography project.  Google it!

Circus Life ~~ a Poem for the Tuesday Platfom

My Young Life; it was a Circus

Whiled away a day and a half
There in Podunk, Mississippi
I happened upon, magic lure
The circus was in town big time

Big time for the big top right there
Right there in that little town.  Clowns!
I always dreamed of meeting one
Now here in Podunk six bold ones

They took me in, a meal then some
I watched their rehearsal, was sold
I would grow up to be a clown
A big nosed clown make people laugh

I could juggle, I showed my stuff
And ride a unicycle too
Can you come with us, we need you
I went that day, performed that night

The crowd laughed and clapped, this young lass
He stole the show that night but then.
The other clowns they cried.  Jealous.
Poisoned me.  Now I'm side show help 

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2012 and 2016 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
Photos:  http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2012/08/my-alphabe-thursday-k-things-in-row-two.html, a mostly circus posting where we took a granddaughter, KP, at age three.

Poem prompt Sunday, July 25, from Magaly Guerrero at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Play it Again post, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/07/play-it-again-toads.html .

And also I'm linked today with the Marian at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/07/the-tuesday-platform_26.html .
 
In 'Playing Again' "Words Count with Mama Zen: “Is your life a circus?” (A dangerous thing to ask these days, I know.)""  Mom Zee put a maximum word count of 90 which I did not pick up until I finished writing my 'poem'.  I exceed that, my count without the title is 134, but "there is a next time."