Kurt Cobain - a Poem for dVerse Poetics

Kurt Cobain with Nirvana in 1992 
Photo from Wikipedia (URL)

 

Photo: Koh Hesebe / Shinko Music 

 / Getty Images

  

  Salam's Lot; new tenants coming 

My little darling, mother of my child 

Oh that I would join you in new abode 

Living you were sweet, we had ups and downs 

You were atop the world, I mostly down 

But we cried and cursed together, huddled 

Huddled where the witches were not welcome 

They corpses, come back to haunt me and her 

And now you've gone, of your own accord 

Will you be like they, those of long long past 

Oh that I would join you, I will, I will 

You now, "a down payment on another 

One at Salems's lot"*, pretty witch of late 

*Stephen Kings novel, 'Salem's Lot has to do with my own disillusionment and consequent fear for the future. In a way, it is more closely related to Invasion of the Body Snatchers than it is to Dracula. The fear behind 'Salem's Lot seems to be that the Government has invaded (Quote of King, Wikipedia) everybody.^[9](Quote of King, Wikipedia [URL])

 - Note:  Cobain died of suicide at age 27

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photos are cited below the picture

 - I am linked with Melissa Lemay at dVerse Poetics at 

    https://dversepoets.com/2024/02/20/happy-birthday-kurt%f0%9f%8e%89/ 

     where we were asked to use a line or more from one of Kurt Cobain's songs.  Mine is in quotes as a part of the last two lines.  

 - Click here to read writings from other writers.

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Annoying Song Lyrics -- a Poem for Friday Writings

   

                                    

 

                Sidewalk Leveler 

"Sidewalk leveler, sidewalk leveler . . ." Those words 

Repeated over and over again 

Over and over, those words come some more 

"Sidewalk leveler, sidewalk leveler . . ." They come 

    Annoying 

I am so glad, I am so very glad 

Glad that tune has not become my ear worm 

Like Mark Twain's train conductor's little song 

"Punch brother punch, punch in the presence of 

the passenger" 

    Annoying 

"Ear worm," a tune repeated, repeated 

"Punch brother, punch in the presence of 

the passenger." Like TV's blaring song 

"Sidewalk leveler, sidewalk leveler, . ." remains 

    Still today 

Twain's was long long ago, before our time  

Way before the term, "Ear Worm" was around 

    Can pass it on 

 

Note:  The "Leverer" song was a clever but monotonous way this person's company attracts attention to its TV advertisement.  Uneven sidewalks around here are the responsibility of the property owner to even up to prevent tripping by pedestrians.  Mostly one section will rise or sink out of proportion to the adjacent piece.  

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2033, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Rommy for the prompt at Friday Writings # 77,  

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

 - Rommy has invited us to write a poem or story inspired by lyrics from a song that really annoys us (please tell what the song is somewhere in the blog post).  

 _ 'Twain's' "Punch brother, Punch" story, Wikipedia 

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Time, time to ... -- another Poem for Tuesday

 

 

Time, Three Ladies in a ...

 

Rub dub, Dub Dub Dub, Three Ladies Lying

Lying in the bed, with all their clothes on

Perhaps their shoes are under the bed, eh?

 

One is recovering from surgery

Bunion surgery of all ails, fitting

Fitting the lifestyles for which she has lived

 

Would you know which one, which lady

Only one for this time, her time for sure

Time for everything, Toe restoration

 

Three generations, grandmother, daughter

With the granddaughter stuck in the middle

Daughter had those crutches ready, her time

 

'Nuf said about that, what have they done there

Didn't eat a meal, nor sing any songs

No jumping on the bed, one's not ready

 

They read books, talked, two watched "The Price is Right"

Then I came along, they posed for pictures

It was their time, who is there to complain

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Photo and Poem Copyright, 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Tuesday Platform,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/02/the-tuesday-platform_27.html bub

 - And on November I, 2022  posted for Friday Writings # 51 with Rosemary's new Prompt, the word "Three", at  

https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2022/11/friday-writings-51-power-of-three.html?sc=1667551483051&m=1#c3021485893940583124

 - Sanaa introduced us to T.S. Eliot's final long poem collection, of four poems called "Four Quartets".  He was seeing some dismal times and times for hope, much of it during the earlier days of WWII.  I plan to read it.

 _ King Solomon of old, Old Testament Bible times, wrote his dismal outlook poem, Ecclesiastes, which became a Book of the Christian Bible.  Chapter three is about time, I liked "a time for living, a time for dying" probably best: (link)

 "¹ To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

² A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; ...
^{... 11} He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
¹² I know that there is no good in them, but for a man to rejoice, and to do good in his life."
 - The Byrds, in Turn, Turn, Turn, also wrote a song about time (the lyrics), much of it is a quote from Ecclesiastes 3.  You will recognize it:

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4ga_M5Zdn4 

 

 - Now I plan to go hide, read my T.S, Eliot book, Practical Cats, a collection of his Cat Poems.  And soon also I will watch a video of the Musical, "Cats" which uses many of the poems from this book.  I might even read some Eliot's book, "Four Quartets", read Ecclesiastes 3, and listen over and over to this Byrds' song.  Oh yes and read other writing from the links posted on the Imaginary Garden today.  Thank You Sanaa.

Shoot 2 - a Poem for Sunday Muse

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        Your Gun

Go shooting up the town 

Will it make your revenge? 

Getting even for them  

They've been mistreating you 

That for a short moment 

Seems to fix the world 

Later on you'll be caught 

Or maybe at the scene 

Then you'll lose your freedom 

And perhaps lose your life 

Sons, leave your guns at home

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - Bottom photo is from my 'top up' exploration of the small town near here, Cut and Shoot, Texas.  Read of my trip here.

 - Photo at the beginning is from the September 1970 movie, 3:10 to Yuma, read about the movie here.  I have not watched this movie.

 - Carrie, hosting, told us, "This week I am doing something a little different. I am posting images from different movies I have loved over the years." You can see them at the Sunday Muse #221, 

https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2022/07/sunday-muse-221.html?m=1 . 

        Johnny Cash - Don't Take Your Guns To Town

    Johnny Cash - Don't Take Your Guns To Town - YouTube 

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Sunday Muse -- My Love

     Unlike the Cats 

Kitten*, you've nine lives seven yet to spare 

I don't count my lives instead I count loves 

So far I've had three sweet and romantic 

For a moment, Kitten, I'll tell you those 

"Burning Love" Art by Diggie Vitt

My first love we "set the woods on fire" *

Our burning flames "couldn't get much higher" *

Fires can't burn forever even love's 

And when those burning  flames went out we crashed 

By Ralf Czekalla & Art 

Came a love flooded with admiration 

She loved my uniform called me flyer 

Flew up the hills down into the valleys 

Love dripping from the sky falling on us 

Degreed and holding good jobs met at work 

Cubicles abutting played footsie 'neath 

Peers called us "love birds with spouses at home" 

That world came crashing down sunk in the mire 

"Waiting for Better Days" by Matthias-Haker 

Kitten*, I know better days soon will come 

I like you a lot might they be with you 

* Notes: (1) "Light my Fire" by the Doors, (click Listen/Lyrics also ?)

             (2)  "Kitten" use here is as a term of affection

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - Prompt Photos courtesy of Carrie at The Sunday Muse #198,  

http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2022/02/sunday-muse-198.html?m=1 

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Friday Writings - Keep that boy

Did your mother teach 

Did your mother teach you that 

Did she teach you how

How to skin a cat 

How to boil a duck 

Did your mother teach 

Did your mother teach you that 

Did she teach you how 

How to meet a boy 

How to keep a boy

Did your mother teach 

Did your mother teach you that 

Did she teach you how 

Give him lovin' he needs 

For sure he'll love you back 

Did your mother teach 

Did your mother teach you that 

Did she teach you how 

How to keep that boy 

How you feed him well 

Did your mother teach 

Did your mother teach you that 

Did she teach you how 

Give him your lovin' all 

Feed well keep doing it 

He'll stay on forever 

Love you back, your mother taught 

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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021 and 2012 (Flirty Guy photo, at Poland), All Rights Reserved 

 - I'm linked with Rosemary who for our prompt wanted up to six short poems from us.   - 

 https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/search/label/Friday%20Writings   

 - After reading some from a new Paul McCartney auto bio two volume new book I worked on a short six line.  But then instead I modified it and finished with what you see.   

 - The two-volume book, just out, is,  

 "Paul McCartney 

  The Lyrics 

  1956 to the Present".

The volumes contain the lyrics to every song he has written with its background and pictures.

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Sunday Muse - Music

"Self-Portrait With Accordion"

by artist Guido Vedovato

    

            The Accordion Player 

Using my assets and talents best I can 

Hands and Feet--be my most useable features 

Large hands perfectly covering the octaves 

Fingers nimble large and long tickling the keys

These feet tapping to the beat they're keeping time 

Parts you cannot see, my lungs and vocal cords 

Voice seems made for yodeling and calling cows 

Songs I play and sing echo among the hills 

Mountain top to mountain top down to valleys 

Valleys below, crowds and the lone sheep herders  

I play my accordion au natural 

plainly and precise--Nature can understand 

I love Nature and her ways, she loves me too

Small fellow, Red Fox with white face, stays with me 

But Sundays I'm at church to play the organ 

Oh, I play for weddings too.  Could it be yours?  

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked to Shay, a.k.a. Fireblossom, for the picture with The Sunday Muse #173,  http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2021/08/the-sunday-muse-173.html?m=1 

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NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 26 -- Chili Dog

[This is not a Chili Cheddar Cheese Dog, 

 it is a French Hot Dog, made in France.  

There the true sausage is stuffed inside 

a French Baguette cut to just over the 

length of the wiener/sausage] 

http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-kind-of-hot-dog-is-this.html

[to the tune of the Oscar Meyer Wiener Song]

I wish I were a Chili Cheddar Cheese Dog  

That is what I truly wish to be 

Cause if I were a Chili Cheddar Cheese Dog  

Everyone would want two or three

Oh everyone would get so fat  

Everyone would be Rolly Polly

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 - Poem is a Parody Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - The original song:

I wish I were an Oscar Meyer Wiener 

That is what I truly wish to be 

Cause if I were a Oscar Mayer Wiener

Everyone would be in love 

Oh everyone would be in love 

Everyone would be in love with me 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 26 (National Poem Writing Month) for the prompt idea, at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-six-7/ 

 - And I am attempting to write at least one poem a day for the National Poem Writing Month. Today is Day 26 of the 30, you can see my progress here, 

NaPoWriMo 2021 .

 - Instructions were, ". . . like to challenge you to write a parody. Besides being fun, writing parodies can be a great way to hone your poetic skills – particularly your sense of rhyme and sound, as you try to mimic the form of an existing poem while changing the content. Just find a poem – or a song – that has always annoyed you, and write an altered, silly version of it. Or, alternatively, find a poem with a very particular rhyme scheme or form, and use that scheme/form as the basis for a poem that mocks something else."

Up and Down ~~ a Poem of Fire for The Sunday Muse

 

   Image: Brooke Shaden 

The Night 

We're setting the night on fire 

You sing we'll get a lot higher 

To the left rise above the smoke 

Smoke ruins brain cells of the dolts  

Higher and higher, light the night 

Come with me and we'll make the light  

Feed the birds we'll soar with sparrows  

We'll not come down till the morrow 

Burn burn burn we cuddle and play   

Sing and dance burn the night away 

Drive down main street cruise with the fold 

There'll come a day when we're to old 

When we come down don't hit the ground 

In to the day glide together 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo Image by Brooke Shaden used as inspirational prompt was suggested by Fireblossom at The Sunday Muse # 126, http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/09/sunday-muse-126.html?m=1 

 - After seeing the picture I immediately thought of Jim Morrison of The Doors song, "Light My Fire" (https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/doors/lightmyfire.html) and of Johnny Cash with "The Ring of Fire." (https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/johnnycash/ringoffire.html ) 

 - P,S,  I am too old for this now, I can only reminisce 

A Poem for Sunday

It's That Time;
  a polar bear love song 

Wake up Momma
it's that time once again
Spring Moon has risse
baby making time

I've missed you so
your shaggy white bod
That tender nose
lovely in all ways

I dreamt of you
alone in your cave
That lovely snore
I'd pass now and then

You're awake and
the ice is flowing
Hop on a hunk
first lets kiss once more

Travel to where
salmon are spawning
Sitting so close
Make love all the way
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
÷ Photo credit and Muse linked to Sunday Muse at http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/02/sunday-muse-94.html?m=1
 - And I have also linked it to Rommy Cortez-Driks in the Writer's Pantry  at https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2020/02/writers-pantry-6-and-stars-make-love-to.html?m=1

A Music Inspired Poem for Marian ~~ a Tribute to her

Sweet Love; 
  save me

"Your sweet love is gonna save me" *
I been runnin' wild with the boys 
Trouble has been my middle name 
Jails don't fix me, out I'm the same 

Your sweet love is gonna save me 
Been runnin' wild, whiskey and gin 
That's no help, I get wilder still 
Jails don't fix me, out I'm the same 

Your sweet love is gonna save me 
Tame me good, I need your lovin' 
Let us try, one sweet kiss goes far 
Jails don't fix me, out I'm the same 

Your sweet love is gonna save me 
Slow me down and please take me home 
Spend some time I'll make us coffee 
Jails don't fix me, but your love can 

Your sweet love can save me tonight 
One kiss from you can make me tame 
Please get to know me, I'm alright 
We'll go slow, your sweet love save me 
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  - * Note:  First line taken from the Eagle song, "Take It Easy", see lyrics below
 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Marian in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/12/western-stars.html?m=1

 - This will be the last poem written here for Marian using her music prompt at the Imaginary Garden as it is slated to close to new posts on December, 31.
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"Take It Easy"
Eagles Lyrics, 1972
https://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/eagles/takeiteasy-1972.html

Well, I'm a-running down the road
Tryin' to loosen my load
I've got seven women on my mind
Four that wanna own me
Two that wanna stone me
One says she's a friend of mine

Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy
Lighten up while you still can
Don't even try to understand
Just find a place to make your stand
And take it easy

Well, I'm a-standing on a corner
In Winslow, Arizona
Such a fine sight to see
It's a girl, my Lord
In a flat-bed Ford
Slowin' down to take a look at me

Come on, baby
Don't say "Maybe"
I gotta know
If your sweet love
Is gonna save me
We may lose and we may win
Though we will never be here again
So open up, I'm climbin' in
So take it easy

Well, I'm running down the road
Trying to loosen my load
Got a world of trouble on my mind
Lookin' for a lover
Who won't blow my cover
She's so hard to find

Take it easy, take it easy
Don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy
Come on, baby
Don't say "Maybe"
I gotta know
If your sweet love
Is gonna save me

Oh we got it easy
We oughta take it easy

A short Poem for the Weekend prompt, Groovy

I was running;

trying to dodge

I was running my paper route

trying to dodge water puddles

If one hit I'd cringe and then try

to do better the next few times

Sis couldn't come with this morning

little bug bit her ear she cried

She wasn't tough like a fellow

my kind--girls are made syrupy 

Syrupy I don't mind one bit

'cause I do like their company

Together we drive down the road

throwing papers 'feeling groovy'  

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z1Reuyu9e_o

Simon & Garfunkel - The 59th Street Bridge Song (1967) (Feelin' Groovy).wmv  

"The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin' Groovy)"

Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feelin' groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feelin' groovy

Hello, lamppost, what'cha knowin'?
I've come to watch your flowers growin'
Ain't'cha got no rhymes for me?
Doot-in doo-doo, feelin' groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feelin' groovy

I got no deeds to do
No promises to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morning time drop all its petals on me
Life, I love you
All is groovy 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Marian in the Imaginary Garden, she authored the One Word Prompt, "Groovy", at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/09/just-one-word-groovy.html
 - And with Sherry Blue Sky in the Poetry Pantry at http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.com/2019/09/poetry-pantry-493.html?m=1
 - I wonder how many remember this song?  I do.  But then ...

Poem for a Thursday Challenge (everybody gonna shine)

My Music Love 

My music love is not the kind

of today.  Rather much older

Rolling Stones and Beatles I find

Oldies radio played bolder

Youth to thirty-five jive to beat 

Video goes with--they have need

Eagles, Janis Joplin, my treat 
Our marriage, a "Proud Mary" theme 

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"(We)* thumbed that diesel down

Me and Bobby McGee..."

into New Orleans town

We'll shine you wait and see 

*(note) Janis and me

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Marian in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/08/juice.html?m=1
 - Go to the link above to see how YOU would be inspired by Queen Lizzy and her modern song.  You might SING along

New Year's end, a bad day for some

Summer's End; 
the Big Chill 

"... And New Year's Eve ... bound to leave you cryin'"**

It's a tough world out there real sad at times

I'd like to have been there to sooth your fear

For most peace starts new when they ring the chimes 
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"... And New Year's Eve ... bound to leave you cryin'" 

 The longer you cry the longer it will

Will take for that new start I feel you want

With Sumer's end we went apart-Big Chill 
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"... And New Year's Eve ... bound to leave you cryin'"

But I loved you then I do now please know 

And I hope you might feel the same towards me

Now don't you cry those hot tears melt the snow 
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I loved you then love you still please come back

We'll give Year's Eve a glorious comeback 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserve the Big Chill d

 - I am linked with Marian in the Imaginary Garden

 at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/05/summers-end.html 

 - Marian's words, five of them are, "ENJOY--BE INSPIRED--WRITE--SHARE"

 - **Note:  the first line of the four line stanza write is from John Prine's song, "Summer's End" which is also the name of my poem AND the name of his song. 

Read the lyrics here: https://genius.com/John-prine-summers-end-lyrics