A Poem for the Tuesday Platform

Why do I travel;
for delight it brings?

Started with a bucket list
Moscow, Panama Canal
Great Wall of China as well

Those in mind, first came my son
To his wedding, Barbados
With blushing bride made their vows

While in the Caribbean
Why not visit Martinique
And St. Lucia, islands near

Learned of Napoleon's wife
Awed by their island homesite
Josephine's Statue, headless

Ate bananas in their fields
from their trees and sampled rum
from the barrel.  Shoulders rubbed 

Soon cruised Panama Canal
Then sailed from Moscow on to
St. Petersburg. Walked the Wall

Our bucket list long empty
With the highway in our veins
Now eighteen years we've traveled

Fifty states, most of Europe,
South America have been
India to Capetown next

Why do I travel
Because it's there
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Sanaa Rizvi in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/07/the-tuesday-platform-questions-of-travel.html?m=1

 - I hate that this turned out sounding like a bragging write. More detail would have been more boring  But it has been much of my eighteen retired years and many summer while teaching has been on the road, sea, and air.
 - Best liked was driving literally all over Europe but there isn't one holiday travel that I have regretted. Eight have been Missionary oriented.
 - Oh yes,  Mrs. Jim has been with me everywhere except for my business
  monthlong romp in San Francisco and one trip to Guatemala.  Two of our children and three grandkids have also tagged along.

A 'Spoem' for you today -- Challenge poem

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Take a walk with me

 

Let's take a walk, Isle of Man beckons us (3)

Best offer ever, my ancestors' land (3)

No background check needed, I'll take what comes (4)

Dearest Laurie, I want your attention (4)

 

Invaluable experience, yours FREE (2)

Simplify development, walking's best (1)

Prevent your heart attack tricks (I love you) (3)

Take a walk on the Isle of Man with me (2)

 

 

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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2007, 2015 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved

 

Today I'm linked with  Susie Clevenger 

at The Real Toads, Bits Of Inspiration ~ Spoems

 

Susie has discovered a new type of poem called a 'Spoem'.

 - Here is the definition: 
spoem (ˈspəʊɪm) - noun  (informal)
1.  a poem made up entirely from the subject lines of a different spam emails
2.  a random sequence of words inn the subject line of a spam email, generated to fool spam filters

 - My Spam box today only had nine e-mail messages, the first and last were not Spam as I had deleted it around midnight last night.  Most days I will get between 150 and 250 Spam e-mailings, sometimes even more
 - So I didn't have too much to work with.  The numbers in parentheses (x) denotes how many extra words in each line I used, i.e. were not within the Spam.  I changed tense or case and did NOT count that nor did I count changing the lady's name to Laurie.
 - I used the top and the bottom lines but they are not Spam.  We have visited Isle of Man and loved it.  My maternal grandfather's family (Corkhill) was from Isle of Man.  We talked with one Corkhill while there and found many, many more listed in the phone book.

 - For my blogging account of our visit to Isle of Man, click here

One Single Impression: Wanderlust

A Wandering Soul
and His Motorcycle

Climbed on his trike and rode away
to the corner spot where kids played
Followed him there to watch him play
Mom sure did not want him to stray

Hopped on his bike and rode away
just a young boy needs some escape
Mother knew he'd back be back today
The other kids will want to play

Hopped on his bike and rode away
can't be twenty-four-hour dad
Young mom of two knows he won't stay
Has kids waiting for him to play

Hopped on his bike and rode away
long time married man needs some air
Sweetie knows he's not far away
Sure he'll be home another day

Climbed on his bike and rode away
Oregon calls this time's the last
Wet spot spill ambulance to pay
Won't be back for many a day

Got his bike and took it away
to the scrap yard those boys must go
And take whatever they will pay
Riding is through no other day

A wandering soul you would say
domestication flight is joy
Hoping to make it every day
Freedom's just a bike ride away


Poem Copyright © 2009 Jimmiehov
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Find more poems at One Single Impression
"Wanderlust" as prompt was
suggested by Tammie Lee at Spirithelpers

Wordless Wednesday #073 -- Nice old Morris Minor 1000 in Laxey, Isle of Man

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Ride the electric tram, from Laxey to Snaefull Mountain summit and back -- Wordless Wednesday # 29

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"...therefore the LORD God sent him out of the garden of Eden to till the ground from which he was taken." NKJ Gen. 3:22-23(link)


"let [man] have dominion ... over the birds of the air" **

** 'Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness; let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, over the birds of the air, and over the cattle, over all[a] the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”' KJV Genesis 1:26 (link)

Isle of Man Holiday -- No. 02, The Fairy Bridge and the Fairy Garden

The Fairy Bridge, and the Garden are on the road to the airport from Douglas. It is customary to say hello and goodbye to the Fairy as you pass. That brings good luck.



You can stop there to post a letter to the Fairy. Just leave it in his garden.

Chances are if the letter contains a wish, the Fairy will make it come true.