A Tribute -- a Poem for Friday Writings

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      Tribute to a Good Friend 

Sadie was a good friend of mine 

So was her husband, better friend 

They were parents three children 

Married young, she grew tired of him 

Next single, her new friends were wild 

Still she was my friend, friends with both 

Sadie moved to Austin, afar 

I lost touch, ex kept me posted 

Her newfound friends on the wild side 

Sadie began drinking with them 

Eating way too much with her drink 

She had a heart attack and died 

A different kind of funeral 

The gang met at swimming hole 

There they raised their beer cans to her 

Ashes to the pond, cans followed 

Still think lots of her and her ex 

A loss of a friend who went wrong 

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 - Tribute Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Rommy at Friday Writings #119 here, 

  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/?m=1 

 - Rommy has asked us to 'find inspiration “In memoriam”: write about a person, place, or thing that is gone.'  Mine is true, the lady's name here I have changed to honor the deceased but not identified by name.  Some of my readers may have known her also. 

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Situation Intolerable - a Poem for dverse Poetics

René Magritte, Homesickness (1940), oil on canvas

  

        What I see in the photo 

Home seems different, seems so very warm 

Back to where I left off this very bridge 

Had no wings back then plunged into the cold 

Team with wings dressed in white that pulled me out 

I was issued suit like that, white with wings 

Notices on my back saying, "stay pending" 

Pending interview with the famous saint 

Backlog was ahead of me but I could wait 

I had persisted going back, visit 

Visit with kin left behind and explain 

Tell of my ills, worries, evil thoughts why 

I could bear no more had to make the jump 

Now thinking why and what, why I would leave 

Leave a mess behind that I couldn't cope 

So I was released, on leave of absence 

Gave me the lion to ride him back home 

Didn't tell me before but when we left 

Out the golden door my suit turned to black 

Wings I'd never used they said take with me 

But don't to use those wings as they're evil now  

And we came but the kin understood not 

Why I'd leave like that, messes left for them 

Here we stand on that bridge ready to leave 

Wanting to test these wings, I'd like to fly 

Lion senses bad, he needs to mount up 

With one giant leap and we could be gone 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Melissa Lemay at dVerse Poetics, 

    https://dversepoets.com/2024/03/19/everything-we-see/ 

 - Click here to read what others have written, go to the link just above to read about the artist, René Magritte, and to read our instructions from Melissa, our host tonight 

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Army then -- a Poem for Quadrille #197

armycadets.com from Amazon gun ad

  War stories 

Getting old now

loves telling tales

Army stories

are his forte

No war for him

guns on the rack

Not shooting range

Score penciled in

Sharpshooter him

Medal to prove

Wore alongside

Good Conduct pin

Did Radar man

once shoot that gun

Basic Training

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with De Jackson at dVerse Quadrille #197 for hosting, 

https://dversepoets.com/2024/03/18/quadrille-197-look-sharp-now-lets-write-a-poem/ 

    she asked us to Write a Quadrille poem, 44 words in length and to use her chosen prompt word, "sharp" 

    Click here to read some others work, same instructions 

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