A Weekend Poem
Mixed Up
It's a crazy mixed up world
Up is down and down is up
The whole land has gone that way
Get my bearing against the wall
Steak and avocado breakfast
Grits eggs bacon and toast is lunch
Then dinner comes cereal
Against this steady wall I lean
Body color we're all dress blue
Rules of cover conservative
That means covering more below
Does more show than collar's above
My mind changes with color of day
Mornings must be blue when we write
Green yellow orange afternoons
Darkened some means organized play
Happy time to come based on whims
Taking care for snooper's glass floors
Therapy for the birds.
Their needs
While we recite our poetry
Their needs
While we recite our poetry
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov
- 2020, All Rights Reserved
- Photo Prompt with Carrie Van Horne at
Here I rotated the original "Pencil vs. Camera Art" (at Ben Heine Art Photography [link], mixing drawings wish camera photos) pictured there counter clockwise 270 degrees.
Labels: art, Artistic Interpretations, Exaggeration, Humor(?), Poem, Syllabic Form, The Sunday Muse
posted by Jim @ 2/01/2020 08:55:00 AM
8 comments
8 Comments:
My mind changes with color of day
Mornings must be blue when we write
Green yellow orange afternoons
It's good to adopt some kind of relationship to colors for the day as it may mean some directions are imposed. It may even set the mood for writing and make things fall into place easily! Good guides to follow Dr Jim!
Hank
Hank
We certainly do live in a mixed up world Jim! This is a wonderful capturing of that and the image. So glad you joined us at the Muse. Hope you have a wonderful weekend! It's going to be a good one for us in the Houston area.
Up is down and down is up for sure, Jim. I can barely survive the daily news any more. Yet on we go, as best we can. Nice reading you, as a sudden hailstorm patters on my balcony.......
odd what you did with the photo! Yes, up is down, water is fire, fire is ice.
I have to agree it's a crazy mixed up world. I like how your rotated the photo to give it a different perspective to add to the mix up.
Yes, yes, topsy-turvy world it is. Specially love the second stanza.
I feel like this poem spun me around--new perspectives and odd time flows work really well to shake one up.
I love that you turned the photo against the wall. All those colors of the day blended beautifully. Wonderful poem, Jim!
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