My Car - a Poem for dVerse Quadrille

This 1998 Mustang GT Convertible,
my retirement present to me in 2001
[click picture for larger viewing]

Mustang Music 

We go purring down the road 

That's me and my Mustang 

Mustang's a classic this year 

         Born Nineteen-ninety-eight       18

Sings sixties and seventies 

  Classic rock she does choose   

Music to our ears she purrs 

            Top down and throttle too        20 

 

Dylan, Beatles, ZZTop,  

          More, bellowing non-stop           6

                                                                  44 Words

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Linda Lee Lyberg at dVerse Quadrille #170 at 

    https://dversepoets.com/2023/02/20/quadrille-170-music-is-my-refuge/

 - Linda's request is that our quadrille should be exactly 44 words, not including the title and include the word “Music” or a derivative of the word.   

 - To read our group's efforts, go here, 

    https://www.blenza.com/linkies/links.php?owner=dversepoets&postid=16Feb2023&meme=12540

 - The car had 49K miles when I got it, now has 106K.  The mirrors vibrate with classic rock music playing very loud.

Shoot - a Poem for Friday Writings

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Magaly has invited "us to create poetry or prose inspired by the following phrase: 'to stay creative, is to stay happy and stay alive."

( https://youtu.be/WlgoUlOkyzU ) 

John Travolta's big hit, Saturday Night Fever, made him famous in 1977.  That movie was our favorite for years.  The movie also made the song, "Stayin' Alive" famous. 

Bad Guys Don't 

Bad Guys Don't Win (forever) 

Have different ways, they than we 

But each of us have one goal 

Stayin' alive fits us all 

They cheat and kill (please not me) 

Good health's our way, best for all 

Nature's way works All is well 

But we're no match Guns purpose 

Going for rides Top is up 

When eating out face the door 

Driving the car Road raged shoot 

Stayin' alive that's for us 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Magaly at Friday Writings #37,

at https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2022/07/friday-writings-37-stay-happy-and-alive.html .

 - To read and see Jim and his Mustang's guided picture tour of Cut and Shoot, Texas, north of Houston about 30 miles, click here. The 1998 Mustang GT convertible has 113,000 miles of which 64,000 Jim put on since he bought it used in 2001. It was Jim's retirement present from himself.

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Sunday Muse -- Two loves at first sight

 A Long Ride; 

and short night 

I was tooling along 

With my Mustang top down 

Came up on Chrysler old 

Puddling along so slow 

Looking down to my left 

"No Passing" from the sign  

That evening at the ball 

Minding my own business 

Came upon chick so nice 

Smiled at me, I'd been had 

Wasn't looking for her 

Nor for anyone else 

The car pulled in for gas 

Mustang needed some too 

Chrysler wasn't so bad 

Looked better at twelve feet 

Hadn't looked for a car

Nor for anything else 

Met again at the drinks 

Iced lemon tea was had  

Talked the rest of the night 

We danced a little too 

"See you tomorrow's" said, 

little Mustang'd away 

The Chrysler was there when 

I got to my motel 

Six hundred bucks she's yours 

Deal was made, called my friend 

She was ready to ride 

The faithful Mustang cried 

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 - Poem and Mustang Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021 and 2016, All Rights Reserved (I still own this Mustang, bought it used for a retirement present to me)  , http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2016/07/fridays-hunt-v203-c-is-for.html 

 - I am linked with Carrie Van Horn for the Chrysler photo prompt at The Sunday Muse #176,   http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2021/09/the-sunday-muse-176.html?m=1 

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Boy's on the Loose -- a Poem for The Sunday Muse # 131

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The Outing 

The boys were out today 

It may last the night 

They'd called in sick that morn 

Didn't tell their wives 

(Shorty riding back 

didn't have a wife) 

It was a topdown day 

Sunshine and pumpkins 

Fall days meant for outings 

Drive eat drink a bit 

(They'd be seaside 

by afternoon) 

Swim and surf spread the food 

Shorty's cooler packed 

Girl's on blanket next to 

Invited them 

(Didn't last long 

our married men)

Evening was coming near 

Drive into the town 

Cruised the streets until ten 

Yes, they'd called their wives 

(Memories aroused 

Like olden days) 

Moonlight driving back home 

Day to remember 

One like when they were young 

Needed get away 

(Shorty's flowers 

for the two wives) 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo screenshot of Sunday Muse # 131 prompt photo posted by Fireblossom at  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/10/sunday-muse-131.html?m=1 

 - NOTE:  I have been told that the picture's person in the back seat is a lady.  I believe that is right but had thought it was a guy.  I wrote for Shorty being a guy holding flowers for the others' wives.  Sorry. 

 - I like the picture or I would remove it??  Maybe I'd best buy a computer, I write with my Galaxy 8 smart phone.

 -  My Play Car 

 A 1998 Ford Mustange GT Convertible. 

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Poem -- Mustangs and Beagles

"Seeing Black and White"

Photo by Susie Clevenger with permission 

 

Seeing

 

I sat on my perch proud as a peacock

Driver in another world of his own

Tooling along the road in the fast lane

Just passing another pretty Mustang

 

Tell me please you like ours the very best

Sure I feel better here we go faster

That girl eats our smoke every day we race

Not what I mean you silly pooch--you know

 

I mean ours is racing black hers is red

Right then I wished I could appreciate

The pretty colors of that proud peacock

Colors of the rainbow--not "hers is red"

 

My ears are flying--day in the fast lane

Beagle Dog, they say I'm black white and brown

 
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 - CLICK ON ANY PICTURE FOR LARGER VIEW

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Susie Clevenger at the Sunday Muse # 116, Picture and Theme prompted by her, at http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/07/sunday-muse-116.html
 - Adi Jane was my loving Beagle dog, we were a registered Pet Therapy Team.  Adi died at age 17.  You can see more of her  here or at the Adi label links below.
 - Dogs are color blind  / [ hashtag   #14daysnonewcases ]

A Poem for the Tuesday Platform

 [Model A Ford parked in the church lot on a

Sunday Morning (click picture for larger size)]

 

Over the hill

Over the hill and through the woods

Used to say, "when I'm old and gray"

But now I'm there Grandma is gone

My dear Grandma has passed away

Where she has gone I think I know

Over the hill and through the wood 

On the porch she's waiting for me

I was her favorite of our brood

She always had stories to tell

And homemade cookies in her jar

Over the hill and through the woods

Took me for rides in her old car

That was years ago now I'm old

Stories I have they must be told

Four of my toy Cast Iron 1:18 scale Model Ford Convertibles, 1956 Sunliner, 1937 Cabriolet, 2003 Mustang GT, and 1965 Mustang.  (I have had a real '56 Ford Sunliner Convertible and still own a '98 GT Mustang Convertible.)
[click on the picture for  a larger size, click again for 'super sized']   

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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019 (poem) and 2015 (link) and 2016 bottom photo, All Rights Reserved

 - I am linked with Rommy in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/08/the-tuesday-platform_13.html?m=1 

Places that Heal, a Poem for Saturday

A man's retreat must have wheels

The day before had been hard
He strapped on his helmet, it
signaled his path to freedom
Two wheels, point 125
liter powered his Vespa

The path to Old Mexico
was beckoning him that day
He'd forget troubles at home
hard with four kids and a wife
These two were but kids themselves

Customs passed, over the Bridge
Around town, sunny Juarez
Dogs bid him hello, ever
so often one would growl
Women doing the clothes line

They all waved or barked, could they
remember him from last month
Open road, breeze in his face
Passing shanties kids and dogs
Could they be as free as he

Come evening he'd be back home
The kids would hug him tight, glad
Mom, she would shrug, "Supper's done,"
"Glad you were free for the day,
you work hard and need relief"

Fifty years later retired
Old Mustang treated, top down
Toward the beach they went, speeding
The pony played that bright day
Fifty to a hundred ten

Seems both needed some relief
Mustangs should not be confined
Clear their lungs, treat their Old Man
Up and down the sandy beach
She loved the sand in her skirts

Come evening they'd head for home
Love each other as they could
He was her second owner
As was his wife to him, let
out to pasture just one day
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov Photos 2010 (link) and 2013 (link),  Poem 2018, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Sherry Blue Sky in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/11/wordy-saturday-with-wild-woman-places.html
 - Top picture, http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2010/11/national-motorcycle-museum-midweek.html
 - Bottom picture, http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2013/08/six-word-saturday_30.html

NaPoWriMo 2018-10 -- Day 10, a Bad Pony Poem

 

Bad Pony

 

This morning bright

I drove my little car

It was my car

Mustang, present to me*

 

This little car

has a mind if it's own

Inside the shop

Asked for a kolache  

Clerk said to me

we don't have kolaches

Sheepish reply

I should be street across

 

Mustang's bad deed

went to the place she likes

But donut shop's

not where I want to be**

 

 

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 - Today we are one-third of the way through Na/GloPoWriMo!
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved 
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  - I'm writing for  By Sanaa Rizvi  at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/poems-in-april-tuesday-platform.html .  She is waiting too!   Thank you, Sanaa.

  - I'm also linked to Day Ten of NaPoWriMo,  http://www.napowrimo.net/day-ten-6/.  If you click on the comments with links left or you can also try 'PARTICIPANTS SITES' link at the top of their page you can read the poems submitted by other bloggers.

Notes: (this one is pretty much true, I wrote about myself and my Mustang)
*  It is a 1998 Ford Mustang GT Convertible.  I bought it in 1999 as a Retirement Present for myself. It had 49K miles then now it has 111K miles.  Mrs. Jim did retire in 1999 and we moved to our retirement home, 75 miles away from the college, my work.  But then I worked until health problems forced me to retire in 2001.  The dog is Adi, she died in 2012.  Adi and I were a registered pet therapy team.
 ** But I did buy a Dozen donut Holes, one Donut, and one Apple Fritter while I was there.  The Kolache place is across the wide street and up 200 feet.  There I bought six Sausage Kolaches.  I haven't eaten a Donut since 2007, eleven years ago but did share the Kolache with Mrs. Jim.

Saint Peter, here she comes -- a poem for Friday

Eulogy for one I just met 

For a sweet young lady
I only met today
Even before we met
 I knew, as good as gold 
 
 The car she drove told all
Wild at times, purrs sweetly
Thrifty, saved her pennies
Older Mustangs don't lie  

Colored a sooty dark
Matched her hair, soft, black, tamed
No spoilers or mag wheels
Fairly mild mannered two

When she spoke, so polite

Thank you ma'am, yes sir please
Loud, authority sure
Mellow exhausts, throaty
 
Parked curbside here she lies
Prepared for her new life
Heaven bent, now she'll speed
Saint Peter traffic cop

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Photo and poem Copyright, © 2018 Jimmiehov, all rights Reserved

Written for YOU and for the Real Toads in the Imaginary Garden -- 
  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/02/eulogy-for-stranger.html

Photo is a screen print of a 2006 Ford Mustang currently for sale at Car Max,
  https://www.carmax.com/car/15432517?intcmp=COPS_RC_Carpage_15432517

Did I really meet this person? 

Raring to go, Spring is here #1 ~~ a Challenge Poem

 

Our Bags are Packed

 

Our bags are packed, my Pony is ready

The flowers are blooming, we are raring

Raring to go West, flowers are bluest

Texas Bluebonnets beckon, pictures please

 

I'll bring my love, park her in the middle

In the middle of the blue bonnet field

We won't be alone, others there gather

Wait 'til the sun is setting, flowers fade

 

Meanwhile bide our time, walking hand in hand

In the morning the spring dew awaits us

Spring dew, Winter's frost freshened just for us

Top-down day again, off to next fresh start

 

Photo and Poem Copyright © 2015 Jimmiehov

All Rights Reserved

 

Today I am linked with Herotomost at The Real Toads, ....An Old Man's Fancy There Corey invited us to write poetry to the spring.  We've had spring here in Southeast Texas ever since February ended.  Yes, our Texas Bluebonnets are out.

 

The Ford Mustang is my retirement gift to me, I call it an old man's four-wheeled motorcycle.  It is a 1998, now 17 years old and has 102K miles.  It was two years old with 50K when I rescued my little pony from a little old lady.

 

I also have my Mom's, a 1974 Mustang II Ghia with 78K miles.

The beagle is my Adi Jane, my love and BF.  Adi died in November, 2013. 

Stress ~~ Sensational Haiku Wednesday

Little Pony

old Mustang is dear
going on thirteen candles
one-fifty no more

her spirit still high
faster than that she would go
one-fifty's too fast

we stop at one-ten
metal fatigue--kill us both
stress her no I'll not

Photo, Poem Copyright
© 2007, 2010 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved


Sensational Haiku Wednesday is hosted by Jenn. Please click on the logo to the right for info about joining in and for more Haiku Wednesday participants.

To read and see Jim and his Mustang's guided picture tour of Cut and Shoot, Texas, click here. The 1998 Mustang GT convertible has 88,000 miles of which 39,000 Jim put on since he got it used in 2001. It was Jim's retirement present from himself.

Yes, it still will go over 150 mph but he doesn't take it over 120 now because of the silent killer, metal fatigue is likely to be present. (We used to magniflux our stock car racing cars after race for metal fatigue.)

Rise up in this blue? -- MidWeek Blues -- This and that

Please scroll down one post for my Sunday poem
One Single Impression: Copse

These are a conglomerate of SOME of my this week's Monday activities. On Monday I saw my cardiologist at the Houston Medical Center. We decided to postpone putting in another stent, this time to my left kidney. It is about 50% blocked but we will watch it and I will come back in December for another sonogram.

This pretty blue high rise was on my way for a lunch engagement with my granddaughter.

This nice old house was on McGreggor Blvd. The neighborhood is going down some but the house still are grand considering their day.

This was a half way decent poker hand, a full house, as shown on my Mustang odometer. It had 50K on it when I got it as a three-year-old in 2001. 30,000 miles on a car in eight years is pretty small considering I drive around in the U.S. fourth largest city (6,000,000 plus metropolitan area population) of Houston, Texas.

And now for a peek at the granddaughter. This is Jenna, she is a senior Marketing (Supply Chain Distribution major, Finance minor) student at the University of Houston. We are soooooo proud of Jenna, she is making wonderful grades too.

Her picture here is in front of the Finance Association student organization. She is Corporate Relations officer, first after the vice president in ranking. Last year she was Community Relations Officer and did a really bang up job with that.

We had lunch at Niko Niko's Greek Restaurant and then came to the U of H bookstore where Grandpa got out his credit card. Afterwards she showed me the new Business Administration building. It sure did beat the old one where I spent so much time working for my B.S. in Economics degree.

We are all so proud of Jenna. Way to Go Girl! Oh yes, she invited me to the Rice/U of H football game with her too. Can't beat that.


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If you want to post a MidWeek Blues picture, go get directions from Rebecca by clicking on the logo here. She has a Mr. Linky and good directions . Just do what I did.
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Or do less. All she requires is a BLUE PICTURE, you don't have to write.