The Radio - a Poem for the Sunday Muse

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Play

Play the radio 

Play it so very loud

Play so car mirrors vibrate 

Play it loud 

Play it louder still 

Play it so our ears will hurt 

Play until neighbors say "turn it down" 

Play the radio 

Play it louder and louder 

Play it so the speakers cry "stop!! stop!!!" 

Play it loud 

Play it louder than loud 

Play until the fuses get red hot 

Play it so cars around honk their horns 

Play it louder still so cars around shake their fists 

Play it... play it... Play it...

until it says "Oops"

quietens down

and stops 

dead 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo from Carrie, there's more, check them out, at The Sunday Muse #222, 

 https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2022/08/sunday-muse-222.html 

 - I love to turn to some "just right" music and watch the mirrors shake and feel the vibes from the seat. 

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Madonna - Turn Up The Radio (Explicit) - YouTube 

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In the sun, in the shade - a Shadow Shot

Dog walks in the sun 

I'm walking in cooler shade 

Shadows of the trees 

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Haiku Writing Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with MMT for  my Shadow Shot Sunday2 of the week, 

    https://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com/2022/08/06/shadow-shot-sunday-2-spines/

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"To Burn" - a Poem for The Friday Writings

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Time to Burn 

Tis time to think about what if

If I had time to think about

More than I ever do take time 

Enjoy the fire I've never lit 

Time to watch it burn that I'd love 

Or lite the fire if I'm approved

Burn baby burn masses war call 

Under wraps angry open fields 

Raging angry fire watch it burn

Nickle if I had one for your thoughts 

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Note:  When I wrote this little poem I had no particular fire in mind and I wanted it to stand alone with or without pictures.  

After writing it I thought of my available resources for a burning photo.  Coming to mind were several instances, even candles, but I chose a burning in effigy of Guy Fawkes celebration we attended, which is repeated in London, and over the U.K, every year on November 5.

 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright 2013 and 2022, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photos are from my November 2013 post remembering my Guy Fawkes burning in effigy anniversary ceremony the year before in London, 

  https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2013/11/six-word-saturday.html?m=0

 - I am linked with Rommy at the Friday Writings #38,

https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/search/label/Friday%20Writings?m=1 

 - Rommy has invited us, "to let your muses spend some quality time with the phrase “to burn”." 

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