Reconstructing my Totem Poem ~~ a Poem of my Heritage in a new and strange way

Lollipop Pole [link] .. . . .

Building a pole today;

  a totem pole

Different than those you've seen

Starting with a base, Daddy, where?

Where did I come from, what country?

Isle of Man/England - Corkill clan

Corkills were from the Isle of Man

Country where the cats have no tails

Married a fine English lady

Germany/England - Hufendiek

Germany, Prussians, old Habsburgs

Came on a boat to New Orleans

Married English, Fletcher and Cram

So now you have it son partly

There are royalty rumors floating

Mayflower cousins Holland too

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Those are basic foundation blocks

Your aunt has written much of this

Now let's build a pole family pets

 

Two dogs while I was growing

Von a German Shepherd and then

Von was our German Police dog

Two carvings up now your puppy

Border Collie name forgotten

When we moved she stayed El Paso

Next followed by a Lassie Dog

With a goat and rooster crowing

All met with unfortunate ends

Wife had Pebbles jealous of me

Growled if I got in bed's wrong side

Pebbles got so very old died

Came Toto runt of her litter

She crawled under her fence followed

Allowed to live with us new home
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Inherited pets asked for not

Missy naughty dog unwanted

Gave son and DIL some fits

Daughter brought Adi Beagle Dog

And Amber her old tiger cat

They would stay until they both died

One more dog Katrin toy poodle

Her mother our friend had died

And willed prissy Katrin to us

Now our last, famous words "There'll be

no more."  But then our granddaughter

Her tiny Betsy fish lives here

 

Well Dad, you're a teacher of such

There's a lesson here to be learned?

 

Family ties build the foundation 

Family pets set our memory marks 

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

 - I'm linked with Brendan MacClendan in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/08/weekend-challenge-totems.html?m=1

 

A happy man poem -- micro flash writing.

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A poem might never be written

That tells of this man's dresser top

Unless he would write it himself 

Proud is a word he doesn't use

But the man I have on my mind

Likes his dresser so very well

A changing moving stage for him

Pleasant scene when he awakens

It puts him in a pleasant mood

A mood that lasts him for the day

Even come a terrible row

He will smile when he sees his toys

By now you may have guessed

This happy man is me

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/08/micro-poetry-poem-lovely-as.html?m=1 
 - This is a "micro poem" with Kerry asking 12 lines or less.  I have 12 lines.   Flash writing is sometimes also of a set minimal word count, often 144.  My poem has 90 words.



It's over the hill ~~ Writing for Tuesday

 Just over the hill 

What's over the hill, do you want to know

You may think you know but do you really

I surely don't know what lies over there

We shall wait and see

It's all new to me I expect to see

Chickens and horses lambs and pigs as well
Farmer's pride with colors changed from the last

We can wait and see

Perhaps there'll be a circus fun and bright

Clowns and tight rope walkers trapeze artists

Three rings, bears walking elephants painting

Can we wait and see 

Or a shopping strip with gasoline oil

A place to grab a bite use the rest room

Buy the kids a toy Ice cream cone to go

We will wait and see

You've been there before now won't be the same 
You'll see yesterday has changed for today 

We don't know ahead hope for a surprise 
We must wait and see

 
 

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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi  in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/08/the-tuesday-platform_14.html?m=1