Sunday, February 25, 2018

Digging for Gold -- a Poem for Sunday

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              Digging for gold;
              hard way for riches
                    
1         Stop and blow my nose while I dig for gold 
2         Chilly days and nights freezing buns, no moon
        Sniffles, rained, Klondike, how I caught my cold 
        Coughing every moment.  Tough life we've made
5         Soon sure I'll stop and watch you dig for gold 
 
6         Think how rich we'll be when we reach the pot
        Dig where we last saw the rainbow's end, bold
8         Mansions we'll build to stay warm through the
     night    
       Wealth isn't pleasing, now we dig for mold  
10       Let us reconsider.  Have we enough   
 
11       We've plenty--others want.  Let them dig for gold
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Photo and Poem Copyright, 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

  - I'm linked with
at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Fashion me your words to fold ~ RAINBOWS,  
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/02/fashion-me-your-words-to-fold-rainbows.html

 - Gillena has devised a "new" form which she calls "Fold".  I think I have written this in Fold form.  It is an eleven line poem with lines five (5) and eleven (11) repeating the ending word or phrase of the first (1) line.  All the other odd lines, three (3), seven (7), and nine (9)  should rhyme with the ending word of the first (1) line.  And if possible make reference to a like of hers, a rainbow - She has published her forms or information of them  HERE and HERE .
 - Photo was one I took while on a half hour walk on the trails in the Green Zone, for flood control, starting at the end of our street.  Fog was obscuring the view of the other side of the small stream that runs through.

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5 Comments:

At Sunday, February 25, 2018 6:55:00 PM, Blogger willow_switches said...

well done Jim :) it seems a bit fussy, this form, but when you break it down, it's really quite lovely and adds a certain pace and rhythm that lends itself to a sharper focus on topic and subject - and in this vein, you've mined for gold and founds the true treasure of the rainbow, knowing when you have enough and what wealth truly is ... and that's a gorgeous and lush image too - wonderful compliment. Cheers!

 
At Sunday, February 25, 2018 7:25:00 PM, Blogger Sara McNulty said...

Wonderful, Jim. Gold at the end of the rainbow.

 
At Monday, February 26, 2018 2:04:00 AM, Blogger brudberg said...

Yes... let others do that... the thought of having enough is actually a healthy one

 
At Monday, February 26, 2018 4:49:00 PM, Blogger gillena cox said...

Its interesting that you juxtaposed fhe rainbow's end and satisfaction rather than greed. I see you numbered your ljbes to help you in writing true to the form. Good job. Im impressed

Much💖love

 
At Monday, February 26, 2018 10:16:00 PM, Blogger Margaret said...

Lovely photo - mist and fog are always so much fun to play with when out with the camera. True treasure is a heart of gold - not possessions.

 

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