B a t m a n -- NaPoWriMo 2022

     For Many Years 

B a t m a n's  been living in the comics 

for many years he's been hiding there 

Hiding from the parents so well 

but now I've been told he's getting old 

The kids have no problems finding him 

he shows every day to those who love 

Cares not love or like him in degrees 

some have seen him not and he doesn't care 

For his true fans he aims all to please 

covets every "Like" that he can get 

They're sorry for him, he's getting old 

stumbles, falls, spits his cud, worse than that 

Every comic wants their big heydays 

Kids know he's been had, now finding tech 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Five at  https://www.napowrimo.net/day-five-9/ 

 - Our leader's prompt for Day Five has a "challenge" for us "to write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature." 

 - B a t m a n's  BIRTHDAY was March 30 born in 1939 which makes him to be 81 years old.  

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Poem -- Old Times are Gone

          Photo furnished by Magaly Guerrero *

"Things were different back then"*


Sandals were for women 
Flip flops became for men 
Hats doffed for lunch and church 
Men opened doors for gals 

Naught to sixty in six 
only hot rods could do
Space from here heaven 
(place to go in comics) 

Ate the food on your plate 
No such thing microwave
but TV dinners in 
Eat, watch Howdy Douty

Astronauts, topless beach 
I lost my Internet 
recipe, S.O.B! 
Now are we; different then 

, , , , , , , , , , , , , Ms. Gladstone  

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 

 - I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero at Weekly Scribblings # 27 for Picture and Prompt (title), https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/07/weekly-scribblings-27-things-were.html

Cool Joe ~~ a Poem

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["Back" button gets you back here]  

Cool Joe 

 

Here I sit, watching traffic flow 

Flying Ace, dubyu dubyu One 

Missions hundreds, Sopwith Camel 

 

Famed Red Baron, nemesis mine 

He didn't win, Snoopy retired 

Noisy street doesn't bother me 

 

Beagle dogs are the best, just ask 

Ask 'Round Headed Kid', he'll agree 

Charlie Brown.  Woodstock, he'll say too  

Shortstop extraordinary 
Our baseball team, we never win 

Lucy Brown, she's the very worst 

 

Down this busy street, to school trudge 

They leave me by the door, alone 

Where is Peppermint Patty now 

 

That's where, when.  Why do I wake up 

Once again, watching traffic flow 

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Photo and poem Copyright Jimmiehov, all rights Reserved

Photo is of my dresser top.  The Peanuts carton words: 

   "My life has become a bore

    Everything is the same day in and day out

    What I need is a change

    (last frame, Snoopy has changed his

     feet to the other end of his doghouse)"

 

I'm linked with Paul at the Imaginary Garden

http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/01/rhubarb.html

Go there to see my writing suggestion

 

Family:

Brothers: Spike, Andy,
  Olaf, Marbles, Rover

Sisters: Belle, Molly

Owner: Charlie Brown 
  (aka "Chuck)

Lila (previously)

Clara ("the annoying girl")

Peppermint Patty

Snoopy (beagle dog)

 Lucy ("Chuck's" sister)

Link to All the Characters 
(picture to the right also there)