Wednesday, April 17, 2024

my Poodle Dog -- a Poem for dVerse Poetics, NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 17 and Friday Writings



[Tree just off our back yard (then) click on picture for larger size viewing]

My Beagle Dog 

You were a puppy 
when we first got you 
You grew fairly fast 
got set in your way  

Chasing squirrels 
you loved to do
Up the trees where 
squirrels were safe 

Walks you hated 
going the worst 
Coming home best 
that you would walk 

You are old now 
and can't respond 
Ashes I'll keep 
bury with me 
















 - Photo and Poem Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Sanaa of dVerse Poetics  
   where she instructed us to write form poem as she described.  Write first person with the listener cannot respond.
 - Click here to read other's works to answer Sanaa's request. 
 - I am also linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 17, 
      
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And tonight I am linked with Rosemary at Friday Writings #123 
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Sunday, April 14, 2024

Flowers to Moons and Stars -- a Poem fot NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 14

   
   If's; an anaphora form poem 

If roses were pink and 
If violets were purple 
If angels had wings and 
If the Devil had horns 
If the moon pulls down his pants and 
If all the "stars" were afire 

Then what we say would be true but 
We are not, no way.  So then 
Everyone knows, and 
Nobody cares 
Thats not a lie.  It 
Suits me
(I'm not wearing a "suit",   
That "fits" me. And 
I "quit" . . . )




Flowers that are blooming today in our backyard.  The Canna Lilies had one blossom but wanted to wait for a bit to have some more; it will bloom until the next freeze.
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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, 
Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked to NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 14, here 
    where we were asked to, optional, write an anaphora form poem  
 - Click here to read all my poems, mostly for NaPoWriMo as of late 
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Thursday, April 04, 2024

a Poem -- for dVerse SMB and for NaPoWriMo Day Four

["Fu Bao in quarantine ", In China, born in 2020, 
just came from lease at South Korea]

   Liar, liar; 
   written for National "Tell a Lie Day"

I never tell a lie 
Lies are wrong, crooks, the like 
Although they can be told 
Have to be very bold 

Tell when they mean no harm 
Not like you've sold the farm 
Meant to help all for you 
Natural thing to do 

I'm sorry taken wrong 
Not like you've bought a thong 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photo My Copy from Wall Street Journal April 5, 2024, page one 
 - I am linked with Larua Bloombury at dVerse SMB, 
   where she asked us to write a Palinode (poem) 
 - Click here to read others' Palinodes, most also an experiment 
 - Also written for NaPoWriM0 Day Four, 
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Thursday, March 07, 2024

Cooking vs. Making - a Poem for Friday Writings and for dVerse Quadrille

My Egg, Ham, and Cheese sandwich open face 
See its recipe amongst various ones that I make 
Oct 13 in a search of my blog for the word "sandwich  
 here, 
https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/search?q=sandwich 

Note: Today, March 8, is International Women's Day.   Click here to read about it.


    A Woman's Touch 


It takes a woman's touch 

Woman's touch for to cook 

Cook I said, not to make 


I make sandwiches, egg,

ham, and cheese oh so fine

Meatballs and spaghetti

and follow recipes


It's finer touch, deserts

pretty dishes she cooks 

Woman touches for those

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 - Photo and Poem Copywrite, Jimmiehov 2023 and 2024 Respectively, All Rights Reserved
 - I am linked with Rosemary at the Friday Writings #117 at 
  where she asked "us to write sensual poetry or prose about an item of clothes." (this request was optional for us to use)

 - I was also linked with De Jackson for the dVerse Quadrille 195  on February 19 at 
 where she asked us to use the prompt word "touch" in our poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title.
 - Click here to read other's Quadrille writings 
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Sunday, February 25, 2024

Lesson Learned - a Poem for dVerse

W

  I Went Walking

day i went walking 
i'd walked a ways 
day i learned a lesson

learned of birds and bees 
a bunch of bees 
mourning that morn

a dead deer in the ditch
killed by a car
hawks hogging on its meat

hawks get hungry 
bees stay busy 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2008 (URL) and 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Djorn at dVerse here,
    Click here to read of others using this form as described at the link above.  I wrote too late to make roll call there, but I enjoyed giving this an attempt.   
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Thursday, November 16, 2023

Saved by the Plug - a Poem for Friday Writings

from a google search for "Cinderella"

Magaly has invited us to write poetry or prose which explores current Global Issues through fairy tales (let the retellings be bright, be dark, or be both).  This has been a controversial issue all over the world.  A demonstration is in progress over this matter this weekend at our National Capital, Washington D.C.

  Country Saved 

Miss Cinderella 
She'd found her fella 
He'd solve her worry 
Prince comes-now hurry 

Capital break in* 
Night darkness therein 
Pull bad guys' plug**
Make country smug 
While the others fuss
No more killing us 
 
She'd found her fella 
Miss Cinderella 
He solved her worry 
Prince came-they'd hurried 
While the others fuss
No more killing us 

Notes:
 *  I do not recommend this, prison punishment may result 
 ** What action might possibly accomplish this result I am not sure, nuclear depletion comes to mind?
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photo is a Screenprint from a result from a google search for "Cinderella" 
 - I am linked with Magaly, for Friday Writings #103, see the above blurb,for prompting inspiration 
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Thursday, July 27, 2023

Separation - a Poem for dVerse Quadrille and for Friday Writings



    Across the water  

As I drive across the bridge 

Our part of the lake is host 

Host to what seems a zillion 


A zillion foreigners there 

Across the water between 

"them" and us 


They're of all kind, assorted

Lump them together, "snowbirds"

Northerns--hidding from winter's wiles    


-- 44 word Quadrille


Note:  This is the northern end of Lake Conroe at Conroe, Texas north of Houston just a bit.  In the winters which are fairly warm in Texas and other parts of the South and Southwest the folk from the northern states come south to have nicer weather rather than the harsh winters of the northern states. 

We here in the South call them "Snowbirds".  This trailer park is very full up during the winters.  We lived south of this park on the other side of the lake in a golf course neighborhood but have moved back into a suburb of Houston to be closer to our younger daughter and her family.  They were an hour and a half drive from us before the move.  Now it is a five-minute walk.

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with    for the July 24, 2023, Quadrille # 180 dVerse prompt, "Water" at 

 - Click here to read the works of other writers using the prompt 
 - I am linked with Rosemary for the prompt at Friday Writings # 87 ,   

 - Rosemary has asked us to write of "what pleases you".  
  - I am pleased that these people from northern state come. We are helping them and they help our economy here.  More so than holding football's Super Bowl.

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The duck stays with us -- a Poem for dVerse using the Duplex form



Our Guest 

She spends her mornings in our front yard
That's where the shade is in the mornings 
  
Where the shade is in the afternoons
In the afternoons this duck's across the street 

She's across the street where the shade is then 
She drinks sprinkler water from the street 

I worry about the water in the street 
Has washed fertilizer from the soil 

Fertilizer from the soil tastes not good 
She drinks it anyway that's all she's got 

All she's got but needs it for her eggs 
She'll hatch them in a shadow box nest  

Her chicks after they're born will leave the nest
She'll spend her mornings in our front yard again 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Merril D Smith who in dVerse MTB the Duplex has introduced to us a new form, "The Duplex". which I have copied its construction below.  Read more also here, you may wish to try it.  Fun, a little tricky to make it come out right, sort of. 
 - Click here to read the efforts of other writers, you will all like them.
 - O yes, this starts out like a poem that I wrote on my other active blog.  The duck really has adopted us, and spends its time in the three places.
  
 - Here are the basic components of the form: 
 14 Lines, in couplets 9 to 11 syllables for each line (but the lines don’t have to have the same number of syllables) 
The second line of each couplet is partially repeated or echoed by the first line of the following couplet. 
The last line (line 14) echoes the first line. 
The second line of each couplet should change the meaning of the first line in some unexpected way. 
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Thursday, July 13, 2023

ROCKS with IMAYO form ~~ a poem for dVerse MTB


  Toto's Rock Garden
 
'Cause my dog loves a garden -
I made one for him 
with pretty rocks but there's no -
not one, cockle shell 
but only rocks, pretty rocks -
painted bright colors 
and now we're looking for him -
a wee white fairy 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2017 (bottom picture) and 2023 respectively, All Rights Reserved -- Bottom picture of Katrin credits here
 - I'm linked with Laura Bloomberry at dVerse MTB Rocking the IMAYO , 
 - Click here to read other writers' works with ROCKS and using the IMAYO form's one long sentence poem
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Thursday, June 15, 2023

Weather's Future Guessing - a Ditty Trial Poem for dVerse Heroic Form



            Thoughts; Climate Theories 

    Weather science and climate change 
    Do these two behemoths conflict 
    Science has the proof to offer claim 
    Climate theory yet hasn't clicked 

    States have passed laws which forbid 
    acknowledging climate change     
    Calling "useless" theoretics 
    Imagining of the strange  
    
    Look at the thermometer 
    Check the rainfall and the floods 
    Winter snows call St. Peter  
    Droughts and dust storms, eating bugs     

    Hotter and colder, stronger each 
    Temperature changes may hurry 
    Or perhaps they will never be 
    I'm no expert I just worry 

    Me, put my head neath a pillow 
    Way too much for me to swallow 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2011* and 2023, Respectively,  All Rights Reserved 
 - The photo at 
 - I am linked with Bjorn at dVerse Poetry Forms, at    
 - Bjorn has introduced us to the "Heroic Sonnet" form and given us an example written by John Donne.  As we were given some leeway in our product, mine has ten eight syllable lines instead of eighteen lines of ten syllables.  
 - Click Here to read other's writings for this prompt
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Monday, June 12, 2023

It's on the Cook -- a Poem for dVerse Quadrille Night

 

          Cook is Being Generous 

        It's Friday night and tonight 

        It's fish night, fish and chips night 

        They're free tonight, a handout 


        A present from the Pub cook 

        Buy a drink then grub is free 

        Can of diet Coke fits me


        Catsup, peas, tarter sauce

        With BIG TIP following 


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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2012* and 2023 respectively, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with  in Quadrille at dVerse Quadrille Night where the prompt word is "present"


    https://dversepoets.com/2023/06/12/come-imbibe-with-me-today/ 

 - Click here to see other's works with this prompt *Note:  I eat 'Fish Chips with Mushy Peas' quite often, not all make my blog.  These are some of them.  The ocean window seat was of Mrs. Jim and me having lunch at the Pub on the cruise ship, Queen Mary.  Of course they served Fish and Chips.

    https://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/search?q=fish+and%20chips

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Saturday, May 27, 2023

Oceans and Cities -- A Poem for the Sunday Muse

        Angels are Busy Tonight 

    When oceans rise cities flood 
    Streets become paths of water 
    New Venice a thousand times 
    Unexpected near midnight 

    Climate Change Global Warming 
    Cities will flood people drown  
    Unpredicted Solar Flare 
    That straw broke the camel's back 

    Communications were down 
    Traffic was stopped world around 
    Came Flash flood Oceans did rise 
    People unaware of its coming 

    Angels helped in the cities  
    My angel stopped for a pose 
    People began to believe 
    Oceans rose and people drowned 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photo from Carries last choices, all previously used, see them at the Final Sunday Muse (#261), https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/05/sunday-muse-261.html
 - This poem is new to me, a Quatern Form, where the first verse works it's, or a variation of (here), way down to the fourth and last line of the last verse.   Read about it here and my first poem Thursday, May 25, using the form here.
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Thursday, May 25, 2023

Cat in Hiding -- a Poem for dVerse

  

  Naughty Cat; don't tell him that 

Cat's runaway, I'll find him soon 
He's dark gray with shining green eyes 
Close your toilet he likes to drink 
Twice he's fallen in doing that 

Look around maybe you'll see him 
Runaway you could find him soon 
If you see him call him by name 
His name is Erric king of cows 

He might be drinking milk skim milk 
Milk from his subjects king of cows 
Runaway cats he's our pride, joy 
I hope he's in our house hiding 

I hear him now meows us a hint 
Hint to where he may be I call 
Erric here's your treat five o'clock 
Cats runaway he's come for treat 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Grace in "form for all", here a Quatern at dVerse, 
 - Click here to read other writer's works with this form 
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Thursday, March 30, 2023

Seeers are believers -- a Ditty for Friday Writings

 

  Comes the Stomper Outers 

Mean 
Stomper Outers' discovery 
They came, the stomper outers 
Killjoyed the little kids 
Ruiners to them 
Dismay the girls  
Cry their fun 
Bursted 
Joy
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Magaly for the Prompt phrase at the Friday Writings #70 at  
 - Photo from Carrie at  Sunday Muse #252 
  - Hooked with Grace at "Wordplay",  
  - I think my poem is a Reverse cinquain based on syllable count.  It will work either way:
Joy
Bursted 
Cry their fun
Dismay the girls
Ruiners to them
Killjoyed the little kids 
They came, the stomper outers 
Stomper Outers' discovery 
Mean
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