Saturday, August 20, 2016

Not What We Came Here To See ~~ Micro Poetry, Dodoitsu Form


Alligators in the pond 
They came from miles them to see 
Gators they saw, something more 
Little dogs inhaled   
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Photo and poem copyright 2006 and 2016,
 @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 
2006 photo posting,

I'm linked with Kerry O'Conner at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Not What We Came Here To See ~~ Micro Poetry 

This piece of micro poetry, a four line poem, is written in Dodoitsu Form, a Japanese poem form having seven syllables in its first three lines and five in the fourth.  Read more, The Writer's Digest, 

I am writing this evening with my iPad.  I found this alligator in the water at Port Arthur, Texas.

How about this guy?
He's a Devil not a Man
No, better,
He's a Reptile, not a Fish.

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Thursday, August 18, 2016

Dreams not done ~~ A "Friday Poem"

...In chase of my dream

I had this great dream a good month ago
Lovely in all ways, not my stock nightmare
For sure once I was on the winning team
But I didn't get it finished, clock chimed

To complete that tale, adventure for me
No way for me to know how it did end
Try as I may it won't come back to me
Pure bliss in my sleep, dratted alarm clock

"To sleep, perchance to dream ..."  Shakespeare had said*
Wanted wishes don't come true sans some help
I would help if I knew how, please this once
Letting show the final end pleases me fine

Fear, I won't get to sleep in time for dreams
And if I do it will be another
And another dream for me to forget  
I've already forgotten this one's start
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Photo and Poem Copyright 2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with Fireblossom at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, "Perchance to Dream" . 
"... write about someone having a dream, or  ..." is the part of her instructions I chose. (Link)

* This quotation is from Shakespeare's Hamlet.
BTW, my previous writing was also a possible dream, the "dream" itself (or was it a crazy true experience?) (Link).
[photo above is "Main Street" taken during our 2014 stay in Dubrovnik, Croatia (blog link)]

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Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Aid for a Queen? ~~ a Poem for Tuesday Platform

Conjuring Up;
..was it my imagination

Today I'm conjuring up a story
I'll tell it as being true, I believe
It'll be a tale outlandish to some
But those who know me well will wonder not

You see I came upon this lady, fine
She was fine in every way, in distress
Sitting there on the curb for all to see
Weeping till dry, gin diluted with tears

Her beau had stood her up, with another
Around the corner at the Snowman's Hall
She had her gun, a short Beretta nine
No avail, pull the trigger she could not

She bawled there at my feet, she needed me
Agrieved ladies are no sport, could I cheer
Take this gun, she begged, shoot him very dead
Slow death, his legs, then his heart, hers as well

Make him crawl and cower, say you're from me
Me, the Queen of Soul and Rock, here like this
So I went around that corner to see
He was there, she was too, now crawl you two

Going to do stuff new to me with this gun
Blow by blow, shots there were, O so many
Lift a foot or it's gone, knees are has-beens
Hands behind your back, shots for you and you

Made him grovel, her as well, while they could
Take a woman's man, nothing sporty that
Code of the West tells, "dearly he should pay"
No one called the law, code says "pay with life."

'Them laying there on the floor, I went back
Back to collect my praise for job well done
Corner rounded, was this the way I came?
No one there, Queen was gone, was she ever?

Ever or never, that is my question?
Was I awake or dreaming?  Sleeping now?
Did my imagination get the best?
In my cell.  I may never know.  They're dead.

That day I came upon this lady, fine
She was fine in every way, in distress

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Photos and Poem Copyright 2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with  in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform

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