Saturday, May 04, 2019

When lovers and nice things are gone

The Dystopian Tarot, The Lovers
Kerry O'Connor 

Back to square one;
a Dystopian poem 

Technology's losing it today
Planes are falling from the sky
It's big dishes are on the ground
Removing you and me comes next

What we'll have left is innocent child
Eyes wide open and wondering of things
Things that were, we had it so good
Now everything has come to Glum
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked to Kerry O'Connor  in the Imaginary Garden at
  - Kerry has left a piece of her Dystopian art on her blog for you to see.   It is also supposed to be inspiration for our writing.
 - Flash Writing traditionally has 55 Words as does this one not counting the title words. 
  - SQUINT your eyes and in the PICTURE you can see the innocent little girl shining through as being in the background.

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Thursday, May 02, 2019

a Wordy Poem for Thursday Morning

Looking around;
 What do I see? 

The situation:
(Sitting in the edge of the bed
Directed poem I'll try to write
Directions were look around you
And write of what all you can see)

What is going on?
TV's on old "Murder she wrote"
Playing quite loud like when I came
Sleep timer's set for one hour.
It'll turn off when I'm asleep

Who is there?
Misses sleeping here when I came
Sleeping soundly her pill helped that
Not snoring now later she might
Two alarms set quarter to six

What else?
Those are the majors but there's more
Magazine handy I'll not read
Jumbo puzzle to solve or save
Piled pillow blankets I'll not need

Time to quit:
Now I've written my sixteen lines
Turn off the light and shut my eyes

Anything else?
Thank the Lord for what all I've seen
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Sherry Blue Sky in the Imaginary Garden at

 - Sherry's directions  "Write about this present moment, just as it is. Let’s celebrate the ordinary, the small treasures, pleasures and comforts that surround us."
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See all my Daily National Poem Writing Month poems f

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Tuesday, April 30, 2019

Day 30 (of 30 days) -- NaPoWriMo -- I Finished !!! (one a day for 30 days)

Nibbles Excessive

Thin little stick of sweet
Candy treat for sugar starved
One nibble at a time

Those love bites are repaid
Potassium shortage
 Brings about heart problems

Licorice glut bitten back
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See all my Daily poems for April at these Archive Links:

  • 3/31/19 - 4/7/19
  • 4/7/19 - 4/14/19
  • 4/14/19 - 4/21/19
  • 4/21/19 - 4/28/19
  • 4/28/19 - 5/5/19
  •  - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved   
     - I am linked with Anmol (HA) in the Imaginary Garden at 
     - Anmol's suggestions, "Write a poem in praise of a source of inspiration — your muse, your life, your own web of thoughts, your dreams or sleeplessness, your daily tasks, a favourite artist or musician, nature and environment, et al. Also, let's keep it between 30-60 words — there is a certain beauty in brevity after all."  I have 30 words plus two for the title, total of 32 words.
     - I used to be a Licorice glut myself but since the FDA has issued a warning of the dangers of "Black licorice contains the sweetening compound glycyrrhizin, which can decrease potassium levels in the body, according to the US Food and Drug Administration. That temporary potassium deficiency can cause abnormal heart rhythms, high blood pressure, and even congestive heart failure. Oct 31, 2017" from a Google search of "licorice health issues."
     - Obviously I do not have a package of licorice candy for picture taking, this is Red Chewy stick picture has lots of regular sugar and is made by the leading distributer of Licorice.  I have not tasted Licorice in about 15 years.
     - and with NaPoWriMo Day 30 at 

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    Monday, April 29, 2019

    Day 29 -- NaPoWriMo 2019 - What, when, how, if, why?? -- A Monday Poem for You

    When I wonder;
    not your ordinary book of Wonders;
    we never finish asking

    When I wonder how it would feel
    like to be squashed by a Giant
    I think of me squashing an errant ant 

    When I wonder ... 

    When I wonder what the wonders
    of the world were like in their day
    Colossus of Rhodes--think of Kids Artwork 

    When I wonder what it'd be like
    to smoke a joint of Mary Jane
    If it were legal when I might have tried 

    When I wonder when one should yield
    grow old and gray and act that way
    I ask the Misses but she's of no help 

    When I wonder ...
     _ _ _

     - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved 
     - I'm linked to Bjorn in the Imaginary Garden at 
     - and with NaPoWriMo Day 29 at 

     - I'm not an expert but I do have a couple of encyclopedia supplements called The Book of Wonders (1920's and 1960's editions).  And I have visited five of places of the Seven Wonders of the (Ancient) World (google search) but not to the Mausoleum at Halicarnassus or the Hanging Gardens of Babylon (ISIS has probably recently destroyed this one) and four of the New 7 Wonders.
     - Seven Wonders of the Ancient World (again from google search, above)
    • ☆Great Pyramid of Giza, the only one that still exists.
    • ☆Colossus of Rhodes.
    • Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
    • ☆Lighthouse of Alexandria.
    • ☆Mausoleum at Halicarnassus (present Bodrum, Turkey)
    • Statue of Zeus at Olympia. 
    • ☆Temple of Artemis at Ephesus.
     - The New 7 Wonders of the World Are an Instagrammer's Dream
    • ☆1 The Great Wall of China — China. Getty Images. ...
    • 2 Machu Picchu — Peru. Getty Images. ...
    • ☆3 Roman Colosseum — Rome. Getty Images. ...
    • 4 Taj Mahal — India. Getty Images. ...
    • ☆5 Christ the Reedemer Statue — Brazil. Getty Images. ...
    • ☆6 Petra — Jordan. Getty Images. ...
    • 7 Chichén Itzá — Mexico.

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    Sunday, April 28, 2019

    Day 28 -- NaPoWriMo 2019

    Unidentified Woman ca. 1950's - Walter Silver Photographs

    In the Box

    At best for now she has a cat
    She's always wanted a yellow one
    But how it came about raises brows

    Walking down the road hot sweaty
    Blue blouse slung over her shoulder
    Was wishing now she'd worn her bra

    Blouse shouldered as the pickup slowed
    She'd take a ride hope he would
    Would keep roaming hands to himself

    Wonders were blessing her that day
    Old pickup the driver was slight
    "It's a girl my Lord"** I'm okay

    Long blond hair--would you like a ride
    It's way to hot for you to walk
    Panicky now no girl at all

    Shy girl she wasn't good with men
    No escape she found small talk come
    Hottest day ever still April

    Curiosity held in check
    Didn't ask what was in the box
    Sitting between them on the seat

    Noises, the box soon came forefront
    I'm taking my cat to the pound
    Moved I can't keep him any more

    He had to go there's no place else
    Silence overcame them thinking
    He seemed so nice and well behaved

    Scheming woman she never been
    But women have their subtle ways
    Might it help if I would keep him

    Yes yes would you please I'd much like
    His things are packed and in back
    Let's change numbers and keep in touch
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     - Poem Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
     - Photo copied from Margaret at the link below
     - I am linked with Margaret in the Imaginary Garden at
     - and with NaPoWriM 2019 Day 28 at

     - **Note:  "It's a girl my Lord (in a flatbed Ford) " words from the song, "Eagles - Take It Easy" (link).

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