Day 13 ~~ NaPoWriMo

The Double Cross;

 The witch; Bad when I want 

I am dying most every one knows

I've a terrible pain in my side

Its migrated to my head and more  

It isn't all bad because now I 

can be bad when I want, terribly

I can be good when I can afford 

I call it my wedding day murder

Mean guy he was dead before he died

Two days after that day I killed him

Placed the body in the piazza

Was a half hour before daylight

Almost dark as the lights had gone out

Our love had been hot real destructive

The husband's secret won't be revealed,

fake name another love perfect crime

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2014 and 2019, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/weekend-mini-challenge-in-april-1-poem.html 

      and

 - I'm also linked to NaPoWriMo, Day 13, at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirteen-5/.  We were instructed to write of witches, either good or bad.  My little bride with can be either as she wishes.

- Magaly wanted us to "write a new poem that includes 3 book titles (each title must contain at least 3 words, and you must not rearrange or delete any of the words)."  I had used these book titles previously in 2014 with a little Senryū that is in the book picture above, http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2014/02/a-book-title-poem.html#comment-form.  In my poem, the book titles are underlined.

Day 12 ~~ NaPoWriMo

Not here

My love for you won't be told
Hot and steamy like days of old
My mind gets wet down by the fold***
Dream of holding you tight. We can't

Once we were two just me and you
You went away out of the blue
No chance that we'll again be two
That night I'll savor, more we shan't

Wonder if you still remember
Our times, did what we meant end there
Sweet lass, I think of you ever
Wherever you noctivagant**

Nothing but memory alone
That's all that's left as you have flown
For you there's space saved 'side my moan
It's for you I lust though we can't
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Fireblossom in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/fireblossom-friday-love.html
        And
- I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo, Day 12, at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twelve-7/

Notes:
  - ** noctivagant (Noc*tiv"a*gant).  See http://www.freedictionary.org/?Query=noctivagant , "Going about in the night; night-wandering".
 - Fireblossom has asked us to "write about love for someone who does not know you love them. The guy at the music store, the gal in the apartment across the hall. That actor on the screen, that character in your novel. You can write about someone you actually know or know of, or you can imagine someone..."

 - *** You can think of a few steamier words here, I calmed it down at third edit.

 - My poem today is of the Kyrielle form, I found at Lady Lee Manila's aka Ming Liu, Day 12 post, https://ladyleemanilablog.wordpress.com/2019/04/12/k-is-for-kyrielle-2/
"A Kyrielle poem is made up of 4 lined stanzas of eight syllables each. The capital being the refrain:
aabB
ccbB
ddbB
eebB "

Day 11 ~~ NaPoWriMo

M87's Black Hole

I never really understood 
the theory of the much talked about 
Black Hole

But I wake up this morning and 
learn that for sure there is 
such a thing

Google explained it briefly 
in an article telling 
why it doesn't quite fit 
the "Star Wars" image

That doesn't help me much 
so I'm going back to bed 
to think about it some more

And worry a little 

Today or tomorrow I'll read up 
on this from my eighth grade 
science book

In the meantime 
I'm saving the Google article 
in this 'link' here 

for all the world to read
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov  2019, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Isadora Gruye in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/song-prompt-news-from-your-bed.html?m=1
    And
 - I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo Day Eleven  at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eleven-7/
 - And on May 7th, 2019, I am linking it with dVerse at https://dversepoets.com/2019/05/07/poetic-theories-of-everything-and-anything/

 - Izzie prompting wants us to write something that will make us shrink in bed and pull a pillow over our heads
 - Wikipedia has an article about black holes. It gets pretty technical for me (link).  Here is a simpler discussion (link).

Day 10 -- NaPoWriMo

 

For this he came

 

Where the crawdads sing

 

Local Wonders

 

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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019 and 2014 (photos) and 2019 (poem), All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Anmol (HA) in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/open-book-poems-in-april-day-10.html 
    And
  - I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-7/

 
- Books in the picture:

      For This He Came; Jesus Journey to the Cross by Bill Crowder, telling the Christian story of Easter; 

      Local Wonders; Seasons in the Bohemian Alps (of southeastern Nebraska) by Ted Kooser, Poet Laureate, and Professor of English; and

      Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens, wildlife scientist in Africa and Nature writer (Mrs. Jim checked this book from our library, I probable will 'leaf' through it but not read it

..

 

Day 09 ~~ NaPoWriMo

My Dream List

My dream list is zilch this morning

If I dreamed last night didn't know

Goes for entire year so far (so far)

I used to dream repeating dreams

Dreamt my computer program crashed

One I didn't finish writing

Instead changed jobs in the middle

Got to Space anyway, wonder

In my other dream I was back

Back in college but didn't go

Skipped all but the final exams

Lost one class couldn't find its room

Don't remember any others

Recurring ones have stopped as well

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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Sanaa Rizvi in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/the-tuesday-platform-understand-that.html?m=1
   And
- I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-nine-5/

Day 08 - NaPoWriMo

In the Dark

When growing up I didn't like the dark

I had a flashlight hid 'neath my pillow

With it I could read to my heart's delight

All the stuff Mother wouldn't let me have

When I was growing up I was afraid

using the Lou at night out in the dark

The outhouse we had was out back behind

mother's chicken house backed against the grove

Begged my little sister come to my aid

She'd walk me there and back flashlight in hand

With sister guarding me and scaring the

buggers away I felt safer then

To this day I sleep having a light on

And having someone there to guard my way

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Our Outhouse on the Farm 

Too bad the tree fell on it. Of course no one was inside, just a whole lot of memories left there waiting. You can buy a brand new one in kit form for around $449.00. Go here.

 - - -
The outhouse we had was a two holer
I don't remember anytime that there
were two people in there inside together.

Then why were there two holes? I may answer
in a few days. If you know tell me now
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2017 and 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Rommy in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/poems-in-april-riddikulus.html?m=1

   And
 - I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo, Day 8, at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-eight-6/

Day 07 -- NaPoWriMo 2019

The Road Kill Possum;
Happy Vogen Poem Reading (in Plain English)  

Chomping down on a road kill possum

Broke six teeth and ruptured my throat

Possum rotting ten days old. Fourteen vultures had
sucked his blood ate his feet appetizer for their buck 

Blarney puked and had a tail for the road

Band-Aids on my throat lost nine more teeth

The vultures picked them up to eat

but got stuck in their noses

Walrus mistook the vultures for his harem

Death to them by hanging they wouldn't make love

All come get you some dead fowl

Let's start this food chain again.

Who will be first, dead vultures been thrown

on the road and run over by ten hemi's.

Yum yum - Oops, comes turtles, late, to drink the puke

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2016 (Photo) and 2019 (Poem), All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked to _____ in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/
 - and to NaPoWriMo, Day __  at http://www.napowrimo.net/
 - Vogon Poetry is considered to be the Third Worst Poetry in the World.  The second worst is that of the Azgoths of Kria. ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vogon#Poetry )