Saturday, April 02, 2022

Sunday Muse - Memories - NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Three


An old diner / along the road
It brings memories / of my youth 
Meals on weekends / the food was good 
Minor item / there's so much more 

More to tell so here goes / the diner in my mind sat beside the sidewalk / had parking in the front / behind was a lush green lawn belonging to the "Y"

The YWCA is / may still be there today / I dated her / she worked where I was but a different floor / she made watches I made proximity fuses for the Navy torpedoes / Elgin National Watch factory 

She was my first Steady / we both were young / not twenty-one / teens I think / she liked my hot rod Ford / we'd ride and ride and then park and park in the dark / we'd get hot and bothered / touchy too / but we never disobeyed / disobeyed our mothers not 

She had to be in the Y by eleven / she always was / we didn't drink or do drugs / real nice kids / but after I took her home I'd cruise some more / sometimes party with the boys / 

or race my Ford out on the Interstate not yet opened / I'd built up the engine myself / my Ford would outrun the Chevys 

then one day her old boy friend came home from the wars / my girl was not my girl anymore / she left town quit her job / didn't tell me goodbye / I never saw her again 

don't regret our time together / well over a year 

I never minded that diner again 
But still it's IN my mind / won't go away 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Carrie at the Sunday Muse #205 for the Prompt Photo at 
 - I have linked this write  with NaPoWriMo 2022 at 
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Friday, April 01, 2022

The Body - NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Two

A Post Card From Us (a postcard Prose Poem attempt)
To our Dearest Daughter,
 -- (She) We are both doing well but as the photo shows / some health problems have arisen / He has developed a pot belly, we call "Belly Welly" and my memory has slipped.  Memory xxxx 
 -- (He) Her memory surely slipped, it's "Early Onset Dementia," commonly called a "Memory Fog". And my stomach is "Billy's Belly Deli O"
 -- (She) that's us anyway, like he say / our REAL PROBLEM is  
WE NEED TO COME LIVE WITH YOU !!!
 [Rollo needs to come too]

[Photo courtesy of WebMD (Click here and see Slide 11)]
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I have linked this write  with NaPoWriMo 2022 at 
 - Our NaPoWriMo Day One leader choice for Monday, "optional prompt (for Monday)! I got this one from a workshop I did last year with Beatrix Gates, and I’ve found it really helpful. The prompt is based on Robert Hass’s remarkable prose poem, “A Story About the Body.” The idea is to write your own prose poem that, whatever title you choose to give it, is a story about the body. The poem should contain an encounter between two people, some spoken language, and at least one crisp visual image.

Happy writing!"

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Thursday, March 31, 2022

The Cake ~~ NaPoWriMo 2022, Day One

A Cake Lover Tells 

My favorite 
A cake with candles 
Candles burning brightly  
Quickly blow them out 

Ones for me to blow
But first I make a wish 
A wish I'll want to come true 
Birthday spent with you 

Will happen I know 
'Cause you always do 
You'll find I'm running away
So then you run with me 

And bring my cake along 

        ["Birthday at Age 12"] 
     [Photo  by Jimmiehov 2022]
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 - This is my FIRST poem written for this year's National Poetry Writing Month  (NaPoWriMo), in support of April's National poetry month read more.  I have been participating since 2015.  You can read some of them by clicking on the yearly "Label" links below.  
 - You can read other writer's work and see how to participate yourself at the link below within these notes.
 - Photo of my Youngest Granddaughter and P
oem  Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Rommy at the Friday Writings #20, at 
 - I am also linked with NaPoWriMo 2022 at 
 - Rommy has invited us to write poetry or prose that includes the word “Cake”.
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Forever - a pre-NaPoWriMo ditty

Forever Comes 

Forever comes once 
 in a lifetime 
She'll haunt us until 
 the day we die 
Makes us fret and brood 
 sometimes we cry 

Wipe our eyes stand tall 
 leave her alone 

Worry instead of 
 the after life 
Make peace with the Lord 
 what folk can do 
TV, I, preachers
 will show us how 

"Inspired by" Emily Dickinson's 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linking with NaPoWriMo 2022 pre-day for National April Poetry Writing month's early bird  warmup. 
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Monday, March 28, 2022

Sunday Muse - Wallflower

 [photo by Morysetta] 

Little flower on the wall 
I wonder what your heritage is 
Imaginations passing by 
Images flying 
from whence they've walked 

Tis a function of the seed 
Who its parents were 
Were they wild and random in their breeding 
Weeds?  In unwanted places growing? 
Or tended, fed and watered in some majestic garden 

Where it's planted 
Where its roots have taken hold 
Near bits of soil 
Thimble sized or buckets spread 
Nutrients hard to find 

or gobs and gobs waiting for a gullible seed 
Neither soil nor seed had a say 
It's where they landed 
and happened to stay 

I see the flower
Admire its beauty 
And wonder 
What lie before and behind 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photo Prompt furnished by Carrie at the Sunday Muse? #204, at
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