Sunday Muse -- Young Hearts Miss Out

 My Girl 

It was love at first sight 

The day I heard her play 

From an instrument brash 

Came sweet and mellow tones  

Smiling not, serious

She tamed her cello fine 

Sounding classics for her  

She knew not how I felt 

Dare not would I meet her 

My crush she never knew 

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 - Poem Copyright , Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Carrie Van Horn for inspiration from her Photo at the Sunday Muse #163,  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2021/06/sunday-muse-163.html?m=1 

 - THIS IS NOT JIM, he dreams and has had girl crushes not known

Weekly Scribblings -- The Man

Unusual 

I am an unusual man 

I was an unusual boy

Unusual mark I carry 

Wearing it high on my thigh 

Or on my forehead Matters not 

But wear it I must Dreaded mark

Passed on to me and family 

I've passed it to kids Boys and girls 

 

I am an unusual man 

Man who has unusual dreams

I dream of leprechauns and oranges 

My wife dreams of monkeys and bananas 

The children dream of gorillas growling 

and red lollipops made with lemon rhyme 

Gorillas monkeys leprechauns three 

Not uncommon They wear the dreaded mark  

 

I am an unusual man 

With unusual family 

We drink peppermint Gator* Aide 

and eat steak and raw potatoes 

Chocolates at day tea bags at night 

We sleep on cocklebur mattress 

Silk sheets' torn edges cover us 

Not uncommon These dreaded marks 

I am an unusual man 

Unusual habits and friends 

Smile at strangers and scowl at friends 

Jolly at morning Fight at night 

We shower cold with Oxen Dolls 

I chew my cud while milking cows 

and spit it out all the next day 

That dreaded mark goes not away 

I am an unusual man 

Uncanny that I cannot change 

 * Gator, slang for alligator 

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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Magaly Guerrero in the Weekly Scribblings #72, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/06/weekly-scribblings-72-unusual-uncommon.html   

 - Magaly's desire, write "poetry or prose which includes one (or all 3) of the following words: unusual, uncommon, uncanny. You are welcomed to choose your own topic, genre, form… But your contribution must include at least one of the words." 

 - My little man?  He is a musical toy who will sing us a song if I give him some new batteries.  First solo exhibit of him alone on my blogs, before he was always sitting with him being beside his singing elephant friend. 

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Writer's Pantry -- 1943 at War

Memorial Day 2021

In honor of Mrs. Jim's brother we fly our flag from our front porch and wear a red poppy from our chests. 

During WW II he and his P38 fighter plane were escorting a bomber flying over Italy in from Tunisia on December 16,  1943, just days before Mrs. Jim was born.  

His plane was shot down by enemy fire and crashed, it was confiscated and Junior was buried in a nearby churchyard until the war was over.

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Notice the mother-to-be nesting bird seems to also be mourning for the missing pilot.

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 - Posted with Writer's Pantry #72,  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/05/writers-pantry-72-oh-i-will-walk-500.html?m=1 

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