St Patrick's Day - a Poem for Friday Writings

    

    Was St. Patrick Pinched?

Was our St. Patrick really real?

Yes he was real though not a saint 

Catholics hadn't made saints back then 

Celebrate him March seventeen 

He drove snakes out of Ireland? 

Yes, were a poetic symbol

Metaphors for the devil leaving 

Leaving from his many converts 

Did leprechauns really help him? 

Total fable they don't exist 

We like to think so, needed help 

We write of them as if they're real*

Then why should we wear green that day? 

Wear them so that you won't get pinched 

Green dress gives total Pinch License 

Put on your green and pinch away **

* https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/search?q=leprechaun and 

   https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2014/11/leprechaun-love-imaginary-garden.html 

** A very good rundown on "9 Surprising Facts About St. Patrick's Day" can be found Here.  

 - Photos are copies I took, this year, of TV pictures being broadcasted 

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am Linked with Magaly at Friday Writings  #118 at 

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

   where Magaly has invited "us to write poetry or prose inspired by strange spring traditions. Don’t happen to know any? No problem!" According to her, "we can find some interesting choices HERE and HERE and HERE." (My 'St. Patrick's Day' would be weird conduct on any day but St. Patrick's Day, but still is not as weird as some of these.)

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p.s. an apology  to my faithful readers who were waiting on the 14th for my annual "pi Day post".  Finaly i made it, dated as proper for pi, March 14.  Here is my repertoire for the ones I have posted, 

https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/search?q=Pi&m=1 

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a Quadrille Poem for dVerse writing -- Also for May Day

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HAPPY MAY DAY 

It's over the hill

just read the map 

One mile due east

from there turn left

Two point three and

house on the right

Aunt sue will be

ready for us

Her paper strung 

use last years pole

Maypole we'll dance

sing melody 

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

 - I'm linked with whimsygizmo at Quadrille #175 - Mapping out our poems, to, 

 https://dversepoets.com/2023/05/01/quadrille-175-mapping-out-our-poems/

 - Her instructions, as the quadrille is simply a poem of 44 words, excluding the title, "Whatever form of the word you choose, just be sure your poem is mapped out at just 44 words."  

 - My poem has 44 words and 48 syllables 

 - Click here to view other participants' Quadrille efforts 

 - Note:  I also have a piece written of the "Do you remember?" type.  It too is fairly short, an interactive HAPPY MAYDAY write.  Click here 

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"To Burn" - a Poem for The Friday Writings

Note!!! - I for sure read the posts of all.  I will also leave a comment except when you do not allow Anonymous comments.  

Google has relegated me as to being an Anonymous reader.

 

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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Celebrate! a Quadrille for dVerse

 

 

    Darío de Regoyos – Basque 

    Celebration (dance at El 

    Antiguo, San Sebastián)

Let's go!!! 

Let's go see what's going on 

at the square 

I've heard there's dancing 

food and drink 

music  

Fireworks 

and boat rides 

all under moons' light 

Comes just once a year 

Cinco de Mayo 

Celebrate 

won Battle of Puebla  

Repelled Napoleon III 

1861 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - I'm linked with Merrill at dVerse #155 which is celebrating its 11th year. Let's go, 

https://dversepoets.com/2022/07/11/quadrille-155-lets-celebrate/ 

 - dVerse Quadrille poems must have 44 words which mine does, not counting its title.  

 - You can read about Cinco de Mayo here.

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Friday Writings - New Year's Resolutions

        HAPPY NEW YEAR !!

               Something Wrong (Bad)? 

            [Photo courtesy "V e r i z o n", 

              an Interloper ad on my blog] 

      Fix the Bad Wrong 

I used to think Resolutions  

Every year there'd come a group 

They'd feel bad about conduct bad 

Their conduct bad the year just passed 

So they'd resolve to do better 

Better the year just coming then 

Called them New Year's Resolutions 

I'd feel this was the thing to do 

One problem with me doing that 

Good young lad I was known to be 

Hadn't done anything bad wrong 

Nor missed anything right to do 

So why should I worry and fret 

Doing something I need not do 

From that early time on I don't 

I've resolved Resolutions not 

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I used to think Resolutions  

 Never again 

After I found out 

 How far away 

Monahans is from me

 Monahans Texas 

Is 510 miles from me 

 Here in Katy Texas 

 Resolutions are useless 

Useless as driving to Monahans 

 Because I don't know 

Don't know anyone there 

  And I don't know 

Anything I need to Resolve 

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    I'm not thinking 

 Resolutions anymore 

But if some crazy law 

 Made me do it 

I would Resolve to work  

 At least one puzzle each 

And every day next year 

I do that anyway, Sudoku

 An easy Resolution for me 

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 - Poem and Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked for Prompting with Rommy at Friday Writings #8,  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/search/label/Friday%20Writings?m=1 

 - Rommy would like us to write poetry or prose inspired by New Year’s Resolutions (your resolution, how much you love or loathe resolutions, the meaning of resolutions… It’s your choice).  

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NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 22 -- Earth Day

 

[This old Model A Ford Pickup was parked in our church parking lot one Sunday.  Don't know whose it was but I'd like to have one like it.]  

Earth Day

 

What does that mean to you 

Several years ago those words meant 

Get out the old pickup, 

we will pickup trash.

When we got it full 

We'd drive to the dump 

and then go for another load 

and maybe plant a tree

These to show our 

appreciation to 

Mother Nature, 

work to keep her pretty

Nowadays it's still plant a tree 

But there is more 

Like 

write your congressman 

sign your name to a petition 

charge your PayPal 

a hundred bucks 

or less to

the Sierra Bunch, 

get six friends to do 

the same,  

and then go plant the tree 

and get out the old pickup 

truck to pickup trash. 

These to keep our home, 

bodies, and planet 

habitable and 

looking 

nice 

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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021 and 2016, All Rights Reserved (photo first at http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2016/08/my-survey-fridays-hunt-v206-f-is-for.html 

 - I am linked with the Writer's Pantry #67,    https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/04/writers-pantry-67-ecolinguistics.html

 - I am also linked with NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 22,      https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-two-7/

 - I am attempting to write at least one poem a day for the National Poem Writing Month.  Today is Day 22 of the 30, you can see my progress here, NaPoWriMo 2021. 

 - Write a poem using a Metonymy and I wanted to write also for the observance of "Earth Day" in my writing today.  Earth Day represents more than just a holiday.  It represents out of the ordinary  action that one doesn't ordinary do for the purpose of making and keeping our Earth the fine place it physically is.

 - Metonymy (/mɛˈtɒnəmi/)^[1] is a figure of speech in which a thing or concept is referred to by the name of something closely associated with that thing or concept.^{[2] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metonymy}

Poem for Mothers

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!

Image Source 

Motherly Love

Mama I love you 

So very much I love 

I know you love me 

Feed me kiss me caress 

Forever I'll love 

And when I'm bigger 

I'll love you even more 

You'll protect me always 

Teach me to be safe 

Little boys are fair game 

Fathers jealous men 

I'll have to run and hide 

And when older still 

I'll remeber that love 

Then to my bride 

Love her as you taught me 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Carrie Van Horn at Sunday Muse,  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/05/sunday-muse-107.html?m=1 

 - Note:  I generally try to make my writing to be independent to stand alone from the accomping photo.  This said I do know that tigers have harems, I'm sure they love each as they learned from their mother.

NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 22 - Earth Day Poem

     Sierra Club *

Earth Day 2020 

April twenty-second again
The day, Earth Day 2020 
To me it is recognition 
Beautiful planet where we live 

We plant new trees in its honor  
Fertilize and trim what we've got 
Trees and flowers Nature's resource 
Beautiful planet we must help 

Pick up trash that others have left 
Proclaim to the world our duties 
Food and clothing minerals and rocks 
Beautiful planet sustains us 

We mustn't forget the critters 
They were here way before we came 
Those critters and Indian race 
Beautiful planet room for all  

Earth Day 2020 calls us 
Protect preserve and cultivate 

Appreciation planet good 
(Three past Dandelions Posts-click) 

    Tree Hugger **

* Sierra Club, April 22, 2020 
** Tree Hugger, "Earth Day Inspirations", April 21, 2020 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Kerry O'Connor in the Imaginary Garden at https://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2020/04/april-2020-days-21-25.html?m=1
 - I'm also linked with NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 21 at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-two-6/

Another Poem for a Weekend Mini-challenge

Solstice Humbug

Longest day this year

We did not burn do not fear

Needs come every year

Spring chick scratches straw

Time for her to 'fly the coup' 

Scratch for worms it's own

What's the fuss about

Nothing here to be revered

Mark the calendar

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Toni Spencer in the Imaginary Garden at  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/06/weekend-mini-challenge-summer-solstice.html?m=1 
 - Three Senryū verses, 51 syllables, 55 counting the title.  43 words plus 2 (= 45) with the title. 

a Cheeseburger Limerick (poem)

National Cheeseburger Day

O Goodie, it's National Cheeseburger Day
I had mine for lunch, have you one today
Went to Whataburger
Senior drinks free, get urs
Not all give seniors free, some make us pay
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Photo and Poem Copyright , Jimmiehov 2016, All Rights Reserved

One Single Impression: Tree

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Family

The leaves on my family tree might tell
of the struggles endured and fought, some lost and
others conquered with diligence along the way

The time they were given was spent writing their song
honing and polishing it with their talents they've used
so wisely.  We live loving their every beat and note

 

Some lived a ripe ancient age before they fell
while others, though given no choice of their own,
fell before the sun had risen twice

Tombstones amongst the living trees we visit
others were buried somewhere along the road
most some day will be risen to Heaven for us to enjoy

 

Our duty to family now is to make the little ones proud
one day when they're older, of how we lived and what
we shared.  A model for them to mold their lives we be

We will care for each other, old for young, young for old,
rich for the poor and poor for the rich in the ways we can
It's them that we love, their every way because they're kin

 

Some trees have no leaves for their stories to tell
They've ask it be that way, barren we don't know
why for sure.  Suppositions of this and that we have

Others though not barren have no leaves to tell
Like cremation to save the dirt for the farmers
very practical they are.  Ecological saints

 

Where did they grow?  What are their fortunes? 
Amongst the billionaires galore they plant themselves
Though generous still to share when a need blows in

We find them now near their roots or far away in
distant lands.  Proud of country yet economics will win
and off they go where the jobs may be found. 


 

Or will they be too poor to sink their roots?  Jesus has said
"the poor will be with us always."   Did he mean these kin
who cling with all their might to where they light?

For sure we will be a helping hand and find a dollar given
their way, a little dirt to shovel on their starving roots. Pretty
and pleasant they, in part making up for their loss of stability

 

We find them blossoming brilliantly while they may,
creating songs and poems that can be enjoyed
long after leaves and fruit no more they will bear

We will sing those songs and enjoy their fruits
they have so generously shared.  Though each
has his kinks we love them all while we can

 

Some grew straight while others crooked.  Be they
beautiful and handsome or opposite still they are our kin
We are proud to know and enjoy them while they're here

When we winter our reputations and song will linger on
with those living others.  We'll fall where and when we end.

My leafy name you can gently kick around when I'm gone.

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Photos and Poem Copyright
© 2012 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved

All pictures except the holley tree-ornamental pear trees picture were taken during our recnet visit to London, U.K.
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Find more poems using ''Tree" prompt word at One Single Impression.
Thanks to Harshad Mehta of Space Within who brings us this week's prompt, "tree."
Shared with Real Toads Open Link Monday

French Sky -- Looking At the Sky

Old town, Carcassonsne, is next on our journey. See the map below.

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We are at the entrance to the Old Town. This little town even had a mote but it never was filled with water. Today the town survives, mostly on tourist dollars and euros.

Businesses include a lot of eateries, souvenir shops, and quite a few hotels. Our money there went for food. This was right after the canal boat ride as a part of the day trip south.

We would stay until dark. The lights came on later than we thought we would be staying and still we didn't see the town lit up here on the hill except from the distant road back to our hotel.

That's all for today. Next posting will be more (or an other France post) of Old Town Carcassonne but for now all we see is mainly coming into the compound. We couldn't drive in until the tourists mainly went home so we walked up the hill from the parking lot (free).

[click here to see the whole European Holiday]


We had fun. I will be telling more of our Spring 2009 Europe Holiday periodically.

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France -- Midi du Canal Part #1-- Looking At the Sky

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We are off and running
Our ride would take about two hours
We would go under several bridges on our ride



Cruising along -- A friendly family

The scenery was delicious

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Seen along the way:
The ducks watched us go by -- Old boat, for the taking?




A lock to go through -- It's full, we are going in
On the right note the lower water level down stream

Through in good shape -- Couple watching the action
Again note now we are on a lower level,
the water in the lock is gone



We are back -- There is our car




Tim tied us up
He enjoyed his holiday in Europe, we enjoyed his presence.

Tim, our son, is a boatman by profession. He ties up large ships and barges when they get into the Port of Houston. He has been doing this line of work now for over twenty-five years.

I will post Part #2 of our Midi du Canal ride another day. For a couple of other posts showing this ride click here.


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