NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 15 -- a Poem, "movie thief"

The World's Greatest Criminal Mind (Ratigan)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QP8QdFttugg

The Day I Became Delinquent

 

With my mother and father,

I lived in the Queens sewer

There the conveniences

were sufficient save food

 

Mother, Dad was never home,

would send me on search missions

"Search and steal" we called them all

Hood "King of Theft" I became

 

No regular grocery 

bandit for hire would I be

Bakeries were my target

Cherry pie my specialty

 

Things got to be exciting

The nation's best detective,

cherry pie lover way back,

was now on my case and tail

 

King of Theft, mouse** made great

Stealthiest thief you could know

Making sad fools of the law

Delinquent mouse made big time
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 - Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
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 - I'm linked with Rommy at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Villain Speaks, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/the-villain-speaks.html 
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 - to Day Fifteen of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-fifteen-3/

 - Rommy would like for us to give a voice to a villain (fictional only please). My villain is Ratigan of Walt Disney fame, in the movie "The Great Mouse Detective" (link) which was released in 1992.  Ratigan was from sewer heritage and made big time as a bakery thief.  We saw the movie on TV a while back.  You could probably check the movie out on a DVD from your local library.

 - **Ratigan thinks himself as a mouse but in the film he is actually a rat ("Although he lavishes himself as a mouse, he has rat-like characteristics, such as sharp fangs and fingers, a large nose, and a long, pink tail." (http://disney.wikia.com/wiki/Ratigan)
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NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 14 -- a Poem, "Invisible'

I am invisible

I am invisible, no one ever sees me

Clean your nasty toilets and scrub and wax your floors

Yet you don't know that I'm here, to you I don't exist

Might as well be the door you open with a towel  

I have a burning love, for you and you don't care

never return my mail, seems I'm invisible

Like Christina Grimmie**, shoot me dead, go ahead

That way my tears will cease, I'll cry no more for you

 

But if you don't, take heed for I will shoot you soon

Invisible to me like I have been for you

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  - Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 
  - Photo is Screen Capture of Wikipedia, (link), article Christina Grimmie

  - I'm linked with Marian at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Invisible on  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/invisible.html 
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 - Day Fourteen of NaPoWriMohttp://www.napowrimo.net/day-fourteen-4/

 - **Marian's instructions, "For Day 14, let’s muse on invisibility. What does it feel like to be invisible? Who or what is invisible? Would invisibility be a cool superpower or what? Or, feel free to explore the links I’m providing for Christina Grimmie and be inspired by her work or life.

 - When these things come up, desperate infatuations and stalking of celebrities, I always think of Jody Foster and John D. Hinckley, Jr.  This came to a head in 1981 when he shot President Reagan six times to show his love for Ms. Foster. (Obsession of John Hinckley)

 - Here is a rundown of I think 39 celebreties who have stalked in the not to distant past (link), in case you want to see.  Several men are included.

NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 13 -- a Poem, "word list" prompted

The Bridge;

 the day I walked

 

That day I had walked to work

All the way across the bridge

Graffiti plagued Brooklyn Bridge

 

Cadman Plaza Park, Brooklyn

to work, 55 Wall Street

Usually I take the ferry

 

This day I met a nice man

His group had a deal for me

were trying to buy the bridge

 

Needing investors they asked

for amounts by the thousands

50 K would make me rich

 

I said eight that night, my place

He's in prison now, con's end

Sucker!  Set the hustler up

 

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 - Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
 - Photo from The Imaginary Garden linked below
 - Map from Google Maps, www.google[dot]com/maps 

 - I'm linked with grapeling (aka Michael) at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Get Listed - April Ain't Fooling edition  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/get-listed-april-aint-fooling-edition.html 
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 - Day Thirteen of NaPoWriMo

 - Michael's instructions, "take at least 3 words (or reasonably variants) from the following compilation, craft into a new poem:"

 - word list:  bridge, con, lie, tomb, scam, gullible, fraud, president, hustler, sucker, mark, prison
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NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 12 -- an Advice Poem, "Listen up"

Listen up

They'll tell you any and every day

It's what you want to hear, "believe me"

 

He may be the old man down the road
He may be another you would trust
He may have told you a small white lie
He may not be all bad, just a bit

 

From "An old man in a Bad white dress"
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 - Poem Copyright © 2012 and 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
 - Photo's from Google results, Bad Protest Signs

 - I'm linked with  Isadora Gruye  at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Out of Standard - Signs of the time, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/out-of-standard-signs-of-time.html 
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 - to Day Twelve of NaPoWriMoa http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twelve-5/

 - Isadora's instructions, "The prompt is simple: find an image of a protest sign and use that phrase in a poem that is not political."
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NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 11 -- A poem about Songs that Saved

http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2011/06/road-trip-six-word-saturday-side-trip.html

Thank you radio

Thank you radio KOIP

Dead skunk in the middle of the road!

A warning indeed 

Would have been a very stinky car for me


DEAD SKUNK IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD - LOUDON WAINWRIGHT III
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uu5hzc2Mei4
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Should have read that detour sign

A warning indeed!

I'd a been stuck in the mud

Thank you radio KOIP


Marty Robbins Singing Detour
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=khFN4rJvQAw
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright © 2011 and 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/the-tuesday-platform_11.html 
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 - to Day Eleven of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eleven-5/

 - Margaret would like for us to remember Songs that saved my Life.  These songs probably didn't save my life but Surely saved my Day.
 - Radio KOIP does not exist at this time. 
- There were other songs too.  You might have one to tell in your comment?
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NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 10 -- A poem from my sketch/a portrait poem

Brother Ray 

I knew Brother Ray from way back when

1976 we met at church

His church since he had retired was Baptist

 

My first knowledge of Brother Ray, after 

the sermon the pastor had asked him to

give the closing prayer.  I remember that 

 

He prayed but no way could I understand
then, not a word he uttered.  Some may have 

I am sure that his God did understand

 

Parkinson's Disease was taking its toll

and Brother Ray trembled with every move

While he spoke his voice was trembling as well

 

Brother Ray claimed that each family or

church member had been visited by him

He didn't drive so someone else took him

 

Then one day his driving partner retired

and moved away.  There wasn't another

who stepped up to drive so I volunteered

 

We visited together for fourteen years 

After time I realized that I could 

understand every word he'd say.  Wonders

 

People asked us to come, they like his tales We stopped after he fell and broke his hip

Two more years, at age 99 he died

 

(My favorite tale was of his hunting skill

Every year he'd kill his deer though he shook
We were quite a pair, every Monday night)

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Margaret at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Poem Sketching, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/poem-sketching.html
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 - to Day Ten of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-5/

 - Margaret's instructions were, "Today's challenge is for you to create and use a word list (and from it write).
 - Over at NaPoWriMo the instructions were, "Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that is a portrait of someone important to you."
 - I tried to satisfy both.
 

NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 9 -- A Tweet Poem, short with a two-poet inspiration

Smart Yes, Not Funny
 
(crass remark, worried)
I say there, smart girl

Looks like were in for

a storm tonight, rain

Rain like cats and dogs

nasty two star night
 

(" the girl's" rebuttal)
Well that might be so

but I'm not Smart Girl

Young Lady I am

A grownup Woman
Accomplished, pretty 
 

(the writer's echo)
Ring around the Moon

Two bright stars inside

Stormy it will be

You nasty Old Fart 

Don't call me "Smart Girl"

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero  at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Twitter Me a Gothic Poem, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/04/twitter-me-gothic-poem.html, 

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 - to Day Nine of NaPoWriMo, http://www.napowrimo.net/day-nine-3/

My inspiration, these two poems, for the first and second verses respectively:
Excerpt from "Dejection: An Ode" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge (link)

"... For lo! the New-moon winter-bright!
        And overspread with phantom light,
normal;">        (With swimming phantom light o'erspread
        But rimmed and circled by a silver thread)
I see the old Moon in her lap, foretelling

         The coming-on of rain and squally blast..." 

 

Excerpt from "Edge" by Sylvia Plath (link)
 

"Edge          

The woman is perfected.   

Her dead

Body wears the smile of accomplishment,   

The illusion of a Greek necessity ..."
 

 - Magaly has given us a list of Classic Poets from which we choose a particular poem for inspiration.  I chose Coleridge and Plath.  (Plath died at an early age, otherwise we would be of the same age, as is Mary Oliver, who is still living.  They are my favorite woman poets.) 
 - She would rather the poem be Gothic in nature, I touched Gothic with stormy weather and stereo typing ladies but otherwise my poem is not very Gothic.  I need more practice at writing this type.
 - "Tweets" are supposed to be short, a 140 character length limit.  I did that, 112/136, 89/106, and 94/113 (characters only/characters and spaces) for each of the  verses including my short worded prelude.