NaPoWriMo 2018-14 -- Day 14, a Poem, dreams to be concerned

In his dreams there was one
One that the doctors called
a "recurring dream"

For our young man this was no small matter 
He could not get it out of his mind-stuck
more than once a week the dream reoccurred

The dream

In a small café in Bernice he would go.  There to write poetry and drink coffee and eat chocolate éclairs.  But it bugged the snot out of him, the table wobbled.  Wobbled so badly that it was hard for him to write. He used to like that dream but reconsidered when the table was introduced.  It wobbled, one leg was shorter than the rest.  A book of matches or two under the short leg solved the problem. 

That was the first problem, but in his dream he could never find that book of matches or two.  This presented a terrible situation for which there was not solution.  He never brought matches, he did not think about changing tables (this one looked over the park, giving him inspiration for his poems).   And to ask the inn keeper to fix it was out of the question.

Writing the Dream Book entry for "Wobble Table Dreams" 

So bad for him was this dream that he went to see a psych.  The psych was of no avail, his dream books had never heard of a dream like this.  You're a poet and writer, why don't you write an entry for the "wobbly table" recurring dream.

His entry

The dream--one of the nastiest ever
Table wobbles
Can't be made to stop
Live with it

Meaning of the dream-Dreamt by
a very frustrated person 
Doesn't trust the docs
more than one has told him to leave
the last one said to him
guess you're just going to have to
Live with it

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 

  - I'm linked to Day Fourteen of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-fourteen-5/.  There were a list of "prompts" for which we were to write a dream interpretation in poetry form.  I chose the "wobbly table."

 - If you click on 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.
 
 -  I'm also writing for Marian  at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Eres Tú,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/eres-tu.html -- Our assignment there was to read, listen, get inspiration, and write after listening and watching Carla Morrison on YouTube.

NaPoWriMo 2018-13 -- Day 13, a Poem with more figures of speech

Books never written

Dying of exhaustion
A good night's sleep will cure
Laughter good medicine
Bones sobbing like jelly

Living memories dead
Best of annihilations
Books never written fall
Feathers of inked paper

Next time best cry instead 
Sympathy medicine 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 

 
 -  I'm writing for Magaly Guerrero  at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, April 13 – 13 Is Poetry,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/april-13-13-is-poetry.html

  - I'm also linked to Day Thirteen of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirteen-4/.  If you click on 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.
 

NaPoWriMo 2018-12 -- Day 12, a Walking Poem

Walking through the rain forest;

  guided tour with no guide

 

Sunny day, walking through the rain forest

Guided ourselves the paid one didn't come

Ask what we saw and no one is telling

You wouldn't believe the stories we'd tell

 

Crocodiles and alligators playing

They were playing basketball, pickup game

Gators were winning were in better shape

No dunking them, they'd bite the ball and break

 

Snakes and skunks were sun bathing together

Made me think, olden days of fox and goose

No trees in sight from the school house playground

Trails carved in ten inch deep snow, I'll be Fox

 

Chickens laid purple eggs and didn't sleep 

Cows gave greenish milk--skim milk for adults

Pigs tried crowing rooster style, oinking's out

Rehearsing all, Earth Day* come Sunday next  

 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved     (the picture is a PrintScreen I made of this picture.  Margaret posted several pictures from Costa Rica, taken by her daughter's friend.  We have permission to use them.)
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  - I'm writing for Margaret  at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/april-12-costa-rica-photos.html .  She is waiting too!   Thank you, Margaret, I chose your "rain forest" picture.
  - I'm also linked to Day Twelve of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twelve-6/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.
 - * Earth Day is Sunday, April 22, 2018
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NaPoWriMo 2018-11 -- Day 11, a Bad days for Boys

The day he lost his room

a day to remember

'Twas to be expected

defer to new baby

A fun part of him changed

on the porch bed for him

 

Did not complain or cry

in this he had no voice

Wouldn't be the last time

only first of many

Last?  Sold his pickup truck

told his manhood goodbye

 

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 -  Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 

       (Pictures I took at the Falkland Islands, coming back through
        the marshes after visiting Penguins at a Penguin Reserve.)

  - I'm writing for  Kerry O'Connor   at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/micro-poetry-long-ago-rooms.html .  She is writing of rooms too!   Thank you, Kerry.

 

 - Generally for the "Micro-poetry" I try to use exactly 55 words.  But tonight I hit 59.  I could pare off six, one line for some, and add a three word title.  Or use larger words.  But no, I'll leave it like this.

  - I'm also linked to Day Eleven of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eleven-6/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.

 

NaPoWriMo 2018-10 -- Day 10, a Bad Pony Poem

 

Bad Pony

 

This morning bright

I drove my little car

It was my car

Mustang, present to me*

 

This little car

has a mind if it's own

Inside the shop

Asked for a kolache  

Clerk said to me

we don't have kolaches

Sheepish reply

I should be street across

 

Mustang's bad deed

went to the place she likes

But donut shop's

not where I want to be**

 

 

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 - Today we are one-third of the way through Na/GloPoWriMo!
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 
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  - I'm writing for  By Sanaa Rizvi  at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/poems-in-april-tuesday-platform.html .  She is waiting too!   Thank you, Sanaa.

  - I'm also linked to Day Ten of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-6/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.

Notes: (this one is pretty much true, I wrote about myself and my Mustang)
*  It is a 1998 Ford Mustang GT Convertible.  I bought it in 1999 as a Retirement Present for myself. It had 49K miles then now it has 111K miles.  Mrs. Jim did retire in 1999 and we moved to our retirement home, 75 miles away from the college, my work.  But then I worked until health problems forced me to retire in 2001.  The dog is Adi, she died in 2012.  Adi and I were a registered pet therapy team.
 ** But I did buy a Dozen donut Holes, one Donut, and one Apple Fritter while I was there.  The Kolache place is across the wide street and up 200 feet.  There I bought six Sausage Kolaches.  I haven't eaten a Donut since 2007, eleven years ago but did share the Kolache with Mrs. Jim.

NaPoWriMo 2018-09 -- Day 9, another Poem for Fun

Waiting for. . . . . . . ;

   (a surprise)

O happy day for me

happy of happiests

I made a wish, big one

for sure it's coming true

Wished on a falling star

firefly in my jar

But I can't tell you what

just that it's coming true

Highest of the highests

high high my wish guru

Pledged to him secrecy

which means I can't tell you

Bigger than Santa Claus

more so than his Rudolph

Way larger wish than you

could ever imagine

Just wait and you will see

how my wish will come true

'I've got' my fingers crossed

threw salt over my back

Drank potent witch's brew

rabbit's foot for me, you

My big day is coming

we wait and you will see

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 
    (the little dog belongs to my first cousin, I forgot its breed)
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  - I'm writing for  Isadora Gruyeat http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/waiting-for.html .  She is waiting too!   Thank you, Izzy.

  - I'm also linked to Day Nine of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-nine-4/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.

 - I posted for Day Eight late yesterday.  It is below or find it here (click). 

NaPoWriMo 2018-08 -- Day 8, a Poem for Fun

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Of the Nagging Woman;
 fill in the blanks with your own words

 

I.
 

She's (besides being _____ )

  She's Loud

  and Disappointing,   

  Arrogant

  It's Demoralizing

  the way she Barks

  So Disgustingly irritating

 

  Spews Hateful remarks,  

  they are so Very grating

 

II.
 

How I feel (like _____ )

  I might be Insufficient

  but for sure I'm terribly Disappointed

  Often I would like to be Hatefully retorting

  I'm Demoralized

  and painfully Hurt,  

  wishing I was Running away  

 

  I feel like Dirt

  she treats me like that.  I could go Faraway

 

III.
 

What to do (besides _____ )

  Sometimes I Cry

  almost drives me to Drink  

  wish I could Muffle  

  her and Disappear  

  while she gets loose.  I like to Kick
  but I'll settle on going to the Golf course  

  It makes me to Be sick

  You might think we need to Divorce

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2011 and 2018, All Rights Reserved
 

  - I'm writing for  Sanaa Rizvi  at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/poems-in-april-l-arora.html

- I'm also linked to Day Eight of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eight-5/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.

 

I am not sure everyone will call this work tonight a poem, it got late as I've had a busy Sunday, I'm sorry.  For sure it is a list of words or phrases.  I did in my mind have something much better planned.  I think it may fit the requirements of both the groups above.

 

That said, Sanaa want us to try a new form, the A L' Arora. 

 - Hers ideally would have four verses but she said that two or three would do. 

 - The second is modeled after Shelly's defence described in the NaPoWriMo instructions.  Mine is very abbreviated though.

 - I believe it also loosely fits the requirement of a "triptych form poem," also very abbreviated (Google links for you to read up on it). 

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