Sunday, May 10, 2020

Acrostic Poem Today

Previously posted on April 10, 2020, 
 for Day 10 of NaPoWriMo 2020


G A R B A G E    D A Y 

Garbage Day is today 
Already marked on calendar 
Ready or you will be missed 
But today I might be late 
Alligator was getting killed in the pail 
Great huge snake had him by the tail 
Each predator fight for himself 

Dead on arrival will be their tag 
Await the garbage truck's return 
Yay those varmints are gone 

     [KP at age six]
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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2920, All Rights Reserved (I print screen copied the top photo and edited it from Mom Z linked below)
 - I'm linked with Mom Z in the Imaginary Garden at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2013/04/words-count-with-mama-zen.html?m=1 and with Kerry O'Connor also in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-6-10.html?m=1
 - I am also linked to NaPoWriMo Day 10 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-8/  
 - and also linked with Sanaa  Rizvi in the Poetry Pantry at  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1

 - Mom Z asked for 60 words inspired from viewing one of the pictures of art she posted. I HAVE 60 WORDS including my title.

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11 Comments:

At Friday, April 10, 2020 5:01:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Well, that's a garbage pail the collectors won't ever forget.

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 1:12:00 AM, Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

My goodness, you'd sure want to get rid of those items!!

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 1:24:00 AM, Blogger Marja said...

Good one Happy I wouldn't come across snakes and crocodiles here. No dangerous wildlife in NZ The main reason I wouldn't like to move to Australia.

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 1:54:00 AM, Blogger Kim M. Russell said...

I can't imagine finding a snake let alone an alligator in the dustbin, Jim! Our bin men would run a mile.

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 4:43:00 AM, Blogger Sanaa Rizvi said...

A most brilliantly accomplished acrostic poem, Jim!

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 4:47:00 AM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

Gone to the garbage, good riddance. Keep the poem, priceless
Happy Sunday Jim

Much💜love

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 6:02:00 AM, Blogger Old Egg said...

Well this was quite a graphic poem which opened up the scene very well. Just hope the garbos didn't notice or else you my be black listed (or would be here in Australia).

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 1:02:00 PM, Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...

Trash collection with teeth (and some strangulation). The struggle is real.

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 1:59:00 PM, Blogger indybev said...

I got hung up on "predicator" Predator maybe? At any rate, I certainly wouldn't want to be on your garbage route!!

 
At Sunday, May 10, 2020 3:03:00 PM, Blogger Ellecee said...

Love it, and you’ve captured the spirit of the picture so well. I remember a snake coming through the air conditioner in an office in Australia and our good maintenance man luring him out, chopping him up and shovelling him into the garbage bin. I, being from foreign parts, was astonishef‼️

 
At Monday, May 11, 2020 8:30:00 AM, Blogger James said...

ooh this was hair-raising. haha. have a great day Jim!
- Hamokine Poet

 

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