April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 30 -- Mad Money -- and a Poem for Sunday Muse

     Wasted time and money

    Mama had warned her 

    "Spend your mad money

    very cautiously" 

    She didn't heed her  

    Now she wished she would 

    Save it for the time 

    Time you really need 

    Mad because your date 

    Didn't play fairly

    You imagine when 

    Times I've warned come true 

    Naughty naughty he 

    Sorry this came true 

    Walk home now you must 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Carrie for the Photo from her selections for the Sunday  Muse #257 at 

    https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/04/sunday-muse-257.html

 - I am also linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month, Day 30, 

    https://www.napowrimo.net/day-thirty-9/ 

 - Our suggested prompt is  follows"(. . . optional) prompt.  It wasn't compatible with any of Carrie's pictures so I opted out."  

 - It's a ditty with five syllable lines, I call it a half Sonnet

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 23 -- an "Old Friends" write

   

         Reminiscing; Way Back 

I. 

(The agenda, Jim D and Jim H, Facebooking) 

II.

Well, Jimmie H, how are things going for you way down in Texas?

It's been a long time since we parted, I'm retired and stayed here in Newport Beach.  

Wish we could get hold of Old Rosie, I miss her a lot.

III.

Yes, she was quite a gal.  You were her boy toy before there ever was a name for that relationship. I miss her too.  For an across the hall neighbor, we couldn't have found a better.  

IV. 

I've been reading your posts, I am glad you found each other.  I could have arranged that if I knew you guys had gone a really long way apart.  

Oh yes, I miss you all too, "Miss Rosie of the 50's" is here almost sniffling." 

V. 

Rose, you are making me feel bad, I doubt any of us will ever get together again.  Distance makes good memories but that's about all.  Jim H, could we do something about this, just one more time get-together.  

VI.

Let's pick a halfway destination and a time.  The word "can't" is not in my thoughts if I can help.  All right, Rose, Jim D, how does Salt Lake City or Crested Bute, Colorado sound?  

Choices?

VII. 

(Silence) 

VIII. 

All right, I have memories of Crested Bute, we'll go there.  A date? 

IX.

Any Month that has a fifth Thursday, let's see, next month, Guys?  

X.

(Simultaneously, both Jims) Fine, fine, meet at the motel TBD. 

XI.

Rose, you pick the motel, there's either the Red Rooster Inn or Mama's B&B; and now deep pocket guy Jimmie D, you pick up the Hotel tab.

XII.

(In unison)  Cheers to our old abode!!!

(Silence all, computers darkened) 

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- Photo and Script Writing Copyright, Jimmiehov 2009 and 2023 respective, All Rights Reserved 

- I have linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month, Day 23 at 

    https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-three-9/ 

- The prompt deal there, "Now, try to write a poem of your own that has multiple numbered sections. Attempt to have each section be in dialogue with the others, like a song where a different person sings each verse, giving a different point of view. Set the poem in a specific place that you used to spend a lot of time in, but don’t spend time in anymore."  

 - Note:  The "apartment" photo is a hotel on the beach at Etretat, France.  Read about our 2009 visit here, 

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 20 -- a Poem that Garbage Tells

   Garbology from Afar 

Garbologists no longer 

are holding their noses 

so keep those clothespins 

for the museums 

Technology and archeology 

sciences have emerged to 

change garbologists way of 

obtaining humanity's past 

Predictions are now 

showing that the earth will 

end by one large snuff 

Like snuffing a candle one 

large pinch will come 

in our lifetime 

It will drop from the sky into 

one deep and smelly abyss 

like one crumb falls from the 

cracker 

Never to be found, as the 

crumb waiting for a 

South American ant

When that ant, larger than 

the world's largest creature, 

will swallow it with one large 

gulp 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo from NASA via AP 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo,  National Poem Writing Month Day 20 at  

     https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-10/ 

 - I am also linked with dVerse Open Night at 

  https://dversepoets.com/2023/04/20/two-opportunities-to-join-us-live-3/ 

 - If you would like to read others writing for dVerse please click here 

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 19 -- a Poem of Scares, then and now

My sister sewing up Adi's (my Beagle dog) Teddy Bear 
[click on the picture for a larger size]

        Scary Things 

There's two scary things in my life 

There's one for my little sister 

one for me, both tamed, still around 

Monster Boogie Man honored well 

To this day Sis peeks 'neath her bed 

Knowing he's not there peeks in case 

She was about five, makes me ten 

I told about that monster 

Boogie Man hides 'neath children's beds 

Seems all my life but not really 

Still go to sleep with dim light on 

Since I was young not liked the dark 

Had my sister walk me at night

Outhouse in back of chicken house 

Young, I was afraid of the dark 

I'd bribe her, let her hold the light 

Remains a small guilt 'cause I told  

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 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month, Day 19.  We were requested to write casting "your mind back to your own childhood and write a poem about something that scared you – or was used to scare you – and which still haunts you (if only a little bit) today."  

https://www.napowrimo.net/day-nineteen-8/

April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 14 -- and Kilmer's Tree -- a Poem for Friday Writings

  "Horse Apple Tree" -- Copyright Jimmiehov 2006

                [Click photo to enlarge]            

        Teacher's Way

Teacher said, write a poem due Friday 

So I wrote my heart out that evening

Didn't tell my mom, no help wanted    

I used most all I'd learned in Grammar 

Knew not poetry writing was taught 

Mine showing sentences diagrammed  

That wasn't how the teacher wanted 

She liked nursery rhymes and songs to sing 

Monday morning we compared to trees 

Learned of Joyce Kilmer--tree was a poem 

Learned, grammar is nothing like a tree 

Learned poetry is more fun to write 

Learned "I think I shall never see a Poem ... " 

Learned, I think, how to use 'Metaphors" 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2006 and 2018 (photo) and 2023 (poem) Respectively,  All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo was previously posted Sunday, August 06, 2006 (Adi and Jonah's trees)

    https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2006/08/adi-has-these-three-trees-jonah-had.html 

 - And January 18, 2018 (Plant a Tree for Grandmother) 

      http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2018/01/planting-time-poem.html 

 - I am linked with Rosemary at the Friday Writings #72,     

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

 - Rosemary has invited us to write about writing: either write a poem about writing poetry, or tell us a story about story-telling 

 -  I am also linked with Day Fourteen, NaPoWriMo, where we were instructed to write a Parady or Satire of a Famous Sonnet Poem, As you can see, I did not follow this prompt instruction which is optional, but I did use a famous poem to ???

    https://www.napowrimo.net/day-fourteen-10/ 

 - "0⁰"     How did I get this "0⁰"?  

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 09, a Love Poem Sonnet, also with The Sunday Muse

 

Love's Sweet Song 

 

Do ra me fa so la, so sings your song 

You are sweet music to my yearning ears 

Before we had met my heart was a void 

Empty, waiting for you to come along 

When I first saw you my heart heard your song 

A sweet tune, melody it recognized 

Picked up by my organs, liver, stomach 

Eyes and ears, they're calling to me, loudly, 

"Give her a look, she's like her song, so sweet" 

I took their word--sang back my song to you 

Your heart picked up my tune replied to me 

I was so glad, very, you'd noticed me 

Do ra me fa so la, it's you and me 

I love your all, you've made my life complete 

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Do Re Me (Fa So La Ti Do) from Self-Awarewolf on Vimeo.

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo from Carrie's selection at the Sunday Muse #254, at   https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/04/sunday-muse-254.html?m=1 

 -  I am also linked with Day Nine, NaPoWriMo, where we were instructed to write a Love Sonnet Poem, 

    https://www.napowrimo.net/day-nine-9/ 

 - I've written several love poems, this one isn't the best, I'm sure.

My first love poem, written in 2010, with directions imbedded, is here,
http://jimmiehov6.blogspot....

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 07 -- and a Write for Friday Writings

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The Love Letter 

When I first held you 

The invention of fire (!!)

Haunted by the past 

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

 - I am linked with Rommy at the Friday  Writings #71  at  

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

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poem Writing Month, for writing ___________. You can see the instructions and will be able to read others' writings there at    

    https://www.napowrimo.net/ , 

and then click on the day's title that you wish to read.  This one will be posted on "Day 7" but I am not following the given prompt suggestion.

 - Rommy has invited us to write about “small victories” 

 - A 'Spine Poem" makes a poem using the words of spines of books.  I composed this Senryu during a recent library visit

 - The little Flirty Guy follows most of my love poems.  I found him outside a store in Gdańsk, a city on the Baltic coast of northern Poland. .

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 03 -- a Modified Poem to be INSIDE OUT and EXACT OPOSITE as possible modified

Abou Ben Adhem

BY LEIGH HUNT -- but modified to be 

inside out and EXACT oposit e  as possible modified

Abou Ben Adhem (may his clan dimmish!)

Slept one morning from a night of turmoil,

And missed, within the sunlight in his room,

Making it poor, and like a corn cob in decay,

An angel reading from a tablet of foil:—

Exceeding turmoil had made Ben Adhem skittish,

And to the presence in the room he said,

"What readest thou?"—The vision lowered its head,

And with a look made of some angry discord,

Answered, "The names of those who hate the Lord."

"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Yep, I guess so,"

Replied the angel. Abou spoke more loudly,

And angerly still; and said, "I curse thee, then,

Read me as one that hates his fellow men."

The angel read, and lingered. The next day 

It came again with a little darkened grin,

And showed the names whom wrath of God had cursed,

And piss! Ben Adhem's fame faded below most of the cursed.

Abou Ben Adhem

BY LEIGH HUNT, (Modified by jimmiehov)

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Abou Bhem (the original)

BY LEIGH HUNT

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)

Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,

And saw, within the moonlight in his room,

Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,

An angel writing in a book of gold:—

Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,

And to the presence in the room he said,

"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,

And with a look made of all sweet accord,

Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."

"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"

Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,

But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,

Write me as one that loves his fellow men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night

It came again with a great wakening light,

And showed the names whom love of God had blest,

And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.                                 

Notes:  

    1. "Abou Ben Adam" was the first poem besides nursery rhymes that I memorized.  I like it still and remember most of it.  I chose this poem from a small volume of popular poems that my mother had in her bookcase. 

    2.  Our directions for this messed up poem, "here’s our prompt for the day (optional, as always). Find a shortish poem that you like, and rewrite each line, replacing each word (or as many words as you can) with words that mean the opposite. For example, you might turn “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?” to “I won’t contrast you with a winter’s night.” Your first draft of this kind of “opposite” poem will likely need a little polishing, but this is a fun way to respond to a poem you like, while also learning how that poem’s rhetorical strategies really work. (It’s sort of like taking a radio apart and putting it back together, but for poetry)."

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 - Poem modifications Copyright, jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with the Day Three of NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Writing Month,                      

    https://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-9/ 

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 02 -- a "What is This" Write using a Word List

 

The White Queen

Under Bridge with Dick and Harry

Black Friday

 

Photo and Spine Poem are Copyright
© 2015 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved

 

On August 4, 2015, I had this linked with Marian at the The Tuesday Platform

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My write for the day, April 2, 2023:

      What is this? 

What is a Song?

    It's a tune waiting to be murdered 

    by a guy like me who cannot sing 

    but he tries--utter flop 

What is an Owl? 

    An owl is a funny bird who can't 

    sleep at night, partly because 

    he has four dimensions of color 

    spectrum vision that keeps him awake 

What is an Oyster? 

    Its a little sea monster who's afraid 

    to come out of its shell; it only 

    does that when it is dying and 

    ready to be cooked or eaten raw 

What is the Fog? 

    It's a condition of the brain so
    that the one who's in it acts silly
    goofy and cannot think straight

What is a Ghost?

    It's a person who dresses in a white 

    sheet at Halloween time; he tries 

    to scare old ladies and little kids 

and a bonus,

What is a Quahog? 

    A Quahog is a word that I didn't 

    know the meaning of until I sicced 

    my Search Engine on it

    You can find it out also, just click here 

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 - Photo and Poem, Copyright,  jimmhehov 2015 and 2023 respectiverly, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poem Writing Month, for writing of five to ten of the words listed below.  You can see the instructions and will be able to read others' writings there at  

    https://www.napowrimo.net/day-two-10/

My word list was:

owl          generator      fog      river      clove      miracle      cyclops     oyster     mercurial     seaweed     gutter         artillery     salt      elusive      thunder      ghost      acorn      cheese      longing      cowbird     truffle     quahog         song 

Note: 

The dictionary pictured in this Spine Poem is 110 years old and had belonged to my father. We were in the process of moving and I was about to throw it away. I had been keeping it because I thought it was the one Dad 'corrected', by changing the pronunciation of Hostess to utilize a soft "O" that he had penned in. My mother would always be very upset at him and his, 'whatever' whenever he would bring this up. 

Now come to find out after my saving this dictionary for several years after Dad died (2009 at age 97) that this it is not the one he had changed. Bummer, so I had thought that I would throw it out even if it was published in 1913, making it 110 years old. A 'Spine Poem" makes a poem using the words of spines of books. Here I used some liberty in using a similar sounding but different meaning of the middle book in my stack.  You can see more of my Spine Poems by clicking here

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April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 01 -- it Starts Today + The Sunday Muse, writes

 

Just the Two; 

Once upon a time; 

No Apple to Bite  

Once upon a time New Earth was barren 

Barren, void and empty planet waiting 

Ready and waiting for second version 

God had put it there ready and waiting 

Now comes the Wymps a couple found special 

Special in that they were clean--minds were purged 

  Knew nothing not one thing memories were blank 

Ready for the Master's Hand--one key stroke   

Voilà!! New Creation off and running 

Much better than Version One-

-sans Free Will 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehove 2023, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo and Prompt from NaPoWriMo, National Poem Writing Month Day One, for a book cover prompt of my choice for the top Photo,

    https://www.napowrimo.net/poets-start-your-engines/ 

    and The Art of Book Covers, one of the covers above, 

    https://publicdomainreview.org/collection/the-art-of-book-covers-1820-1914

 - I am also linked with Carrie, The Sunday Muse #252 for her photo prompt, the bottom photo, at  

    https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/04/sunday-muse-253.html

Notes: 

    Last year, and for several years prior, I had written a poem every day.  I will decide later about this year, this is my start.  I also need to get my U.S. Federal Income Tax Ready by April 15th 

    Here are liniks for my last year's writes: 

NaPoWriMo 2022, NaPoWriMo 2022b, NaPoWriMo 2022c, NaPoWriMo 2022d,

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