Read it and, . . . -- for a dVerse Poetics and Friday Writings

[Taken on a road trip through Iowa, 2011 (posted about it, click here)] 

dVerse Poetics Poem: 

        Sign said, "Road Closed" 

The sign said that the road was closed 

But that wasn't enough for me 

Which way to go, there's no arrow 

Two alternatives, right or left 

Or is there a third, either way 

Perhaps they both end up, same place 

This was Iowa, new to me 

I took my chances and went left 

That's the way life is many times 

There is no Detour sign to say 

And there's plenty of Iowa's 

We'll read the sign and do our best 

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Friday Writings Special:

Like a Deer 

Storm has come tonight 

Skies are darkened as black ink 

Love to run in rain 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with MS JADELI   at dVerse Poetics at  

   https://dversepoets.com/2023/09/12/dverse-poetics-semiotics-reading-the-signs/

 - Click here to read other writing concerning "signs". 

 - I am also linked with Magaly for hosting Friday Writings #94 at  

   https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/   

 - Magaly has invited us to "create poetry or prose which includes the following words:  storm; ink; and love" (I made a Senryu for her).  We have a choice as using her prompt is optional.  Due to my busy schedule I have opted to post instead a previously written work using "signs" for the prompt by MS JADELI.  

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 I used to like this song a lot:

 

 Detour — Patti Page

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And this:

"Signs" (lyrics)
Recorded by: "Five Man Electrical Band" (1970)
http://www.digitaldreamdoor.com/pages/lyrics2/signs.html
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My Garden - How does it grow? - a Prosery Write for dVerse

 

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The older we're getting the more lists we should make 
Top of the List of Lists would be our grocery list 
The older we're getting the more we will forget 
The lists tend to remind carry them where you go 

Don't Quit 

People growing older and older 

Then items disappear from our list 

We even name that list, "Bucket List"

It means that when we kick the bucket 

Those things we want to have accomplished 

List shows those and things I'd like to be doing 

Today is Mourning Day for 9/11 disaster 

  

- - - > My piece of Prose for dVerse today: 

Bucket list garden 

My bucket list is mostly fun things to do. Things I've not done*, that can't be done, or that I'd like to do. So here goes. They all are growing, wilting, or dead for you, to be pretty for you I have dropped two seeds of turnsole in the dark of both eyes.** 

a.Strawberries, hardest on my Bucket List is to touch the South Pole* 

b.Onions, dead, was to replace my pet that died 

c.Beans, don't smoke anymore, I've quit, been 48 years
d.Carrots, drinking alcohol no more, maybe a glass of wine socially 

e.Spinach, stopped teaching Sunday Bible School  

f.Sold my motorcycles 

g.Asparagus, driving less at night, especially on major highways in town 

h.Cucumbers, driving not so fast, for sure not over 100 mph for very long, hardly over eighty's my top now 

i.Corn   

Made yours? You may be better than you think.

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 - Writing and Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - ** I am linked with Sanaa Rizvi at dVerse Prosery, 

    https://dversepoets.com/2023/09/11/prosery-through-the-eyes-of-isabel-duarte-gray/ for her prompt line, "from the Poem Garden" and is written using 144 words not counting the title 

 - Click here to read other writer's prose writing efforts 

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