A poem, trial metafiction

Dr. Who? 

Dear reader, my wish for you is 
try to remember who I am 
I'm who you think I am. Only  
I won't say who on these pages 

You see the day I met Louise 
We had this thing, love at first sight 
Very short, courtship made in Hell 
Married Jackson style.  Fever still 

She too had her thing, other men 
Caught them one night in swank hotel 
Dead, I shot him dead, Texas style 
You may remember reading this 

Who I was, lawyer sprang me loose 
Can't mess with Texas boys they knew 
Gave me alias sent me back 
Married again Belle didn't know 

She'll tow the line no second chance 
Louise?  I shot her too, in a way 
Hit man clean shot in her head 
Sent him back to Columbia 

It wasn't me who did them in 
Or is it?  I'm just "Belle's old man" 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with  Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Literary Excursions with Kerry,   http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/06/literary-excursions-with-kerry.html

 - Kerry wants us to try something somewhat new in poetry, metafiction.  You can read an introduction and get ideas about writing metafiction style at the link above. 
 - Playing a little bit here too, I'm using one syllable words, maximum one word or none with more per line.  A few times I broke my self inflicted rule. 
.

Lost; a poem of no recovery

Lost;

running away,
never to be found

 

I'm lost and

can't find my way

Really don't want

to anyway

 

They sent out

the search party

When I saw them come

I hid

 

No recovery

for me right now

Perhaps never

will be

 

Left alone

I want to be

Don't you come looking

for me

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with  Kerry O'Connor, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Tuesday Platform,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/06/the-tuesday-platform_20.html

 - Kerry's words for us, "Greetings to all poets, wanderers, those who have lost and found their way...
Do you have thoughts to share, ideas you wish to release into the wild or a world view to express? You have come to the right place."  Her Illustration, below:

[picture on Kerry's post, linked above]

 

 - I took my picture of the Vespa scooter plaque in the "W o r l d . M a r k e t" store in Katy, Texas.  In one of my other lives I had a Vespa motorscooter  for a while.  It sufficed for second car use.  

 - I also used the scooter to get away on long jaunts, mostly riding up to our mountain or downing down along the Rio Grande River, either side.  In New Hampshire the scooter had prettier scenery for exploring. 

 - My Vespa ended life there in New Hampshire.  In another life I had a much larger Honda motor cycle.  That too has ended although I now have an older 1998 Ford Mustang Convertible, a what I call "an old man's motorcycle."

 - Most any place I have liked my solitude now and then but always I have come back.  

 - More birthdays than not I have mentioned running away but when I go Mrs. Jim has gone with me.

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