Saturday, July 29, 2017

A poem for "A glance at narrative"

A man and his favorite pig 

Trudging along the long dry dirt road 
Scarred with ruts made by farmers 
On rainy days they were barely passable 
Almost tripped, him with shouldered pig 

The pig was his best friend but sell her
he must. Baby needs milk, Mom her fix
The pig had a suspicion something bad
to come from his friend. What to do, what

Their running away would be a cowardly
price one pays for freedom's ending love
... (to be continued)

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This will NOT be continued

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Sunday, July 23, 2017

A Sunday Mini Challenge weekend Poem for you

Putting on Airs*
We approached it with much trepidation
Might people think we were seeking some warmth
Would we be turned away at the grand door
Five bright welcome flags, U.S nonetheless
Heralded by the flags, still cool reception
Feelings of hidden microphones, cameras
Semblance of black armbands yet they wore none 
Greeters and Porters cold and stiff, no smiles
Said we came for coffee, tea and biscuits
The wait staff stood at parade rest, no smiles
No women help, men, order of the day
Ordered tea and scones, headed for the Lou
Lavatories in the Lou carved of stone
Carved of granite, golden faucets gleaming
High formal beaming like a British Lou  
A hundred plus years of age was it all
Goodbye doorman at the Lou standing tall
Meandered back inspecting fine fixtures
Of this most expensive D.C. hotel
Tea and scones been dumped on our low table
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Poem and Photos Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2017, All Rights Reserved 

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* "Since the 1500s, “airs” has referred to having an affected manner. It's from the French word air, "look, appearance, or bearing." Behaving as if you're better than other people — wealthier, better dressed, or better educated — is to put on airs. Acting like you know more than your teacher is a way to put on airs.
put on airs - Dictionary Definition :

To see where we had tea, highlight the blank area below:
The Building:  : The T r u m p  Hotel in Washington D.C.  No, we didn't stay there, way too many $$$$Bucks for us.  But we did go there for coffee one afternoon.  Mrs. Jim and I opted for a nice Cappuccino.  We (not tea and scones) were served in the hotel lobby.

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