Table Model -- my Tanka Poem for Blue Monday

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 Houston Methodist 

Hosptial West--with Boxes  

Not many Blue cars.  

Few Blue cars, would you count them, 

Please, most appreciated   

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For an explanation, high lite the area below.

BTW, I did only get two of the blue cars pictured, there was another just to the right that missed my shot.  

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

 - I am linked with Blue Monday, Magical Mystical Teacher at 

    https://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com/2023/07/31/blue-monday-ruby-tuesday-too-nursery-bunny/ 

 - Click Here to view other Blue Monday photos 

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Dilema? - a Tanka for Friday Muse

by Hein Rich 

 

Oh Yes

Fly away or stay 

Like little bird in Fate's hands 

Solved--cook it for lunch 

World goes around and around 

With hands give thanks for our food 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - Photo by Hein Rich on Flicker, our Sunday Muse #238 a choice for prompt theme, "Hands", given by Carrie at   

https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2022/12/sunday-muse-238.html?m=1  

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A Tuesday Senryu Tanka Poem

Oscar a rabbit

Went to the queen's dinner dance

Missed the queen so sad

Queen too was sad when she heard

Said come back--both happy now

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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Anmol (Ha) in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/06/the-tuesday-platform-dance.html?m=1
 - Sequell. This is an abrieviated version of a "homework" story I wrote in play school for my teacher, granddaughter KP.  In my story the queen and the rabbit became friends, both lived happily ever after.

Spring comes early in Texas

February one
Spring comes early in Texas
Rose's bright red bloom
Fine tuned for first day of spring
Orange red hibiscus too

Pansies die make room
Vincas ready take their place
Tulips and lilies
Young man's fancy turns to love
Flowers for girl he's courting
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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2019, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Toni Spencer in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/02/season-your-poetry.html?m=1
 - Toni's word to us, "The Japanese are all about honoring the seasons and nature... Remember: haiku must use a kigo and a kireji (a cutting word), be in the moment (sort of like a photograph) and have three lines: 5-7-5 syllable count or, short-long-short lines. Please write no more than 10 lines. In the Japanese tradition make it brief, to the point, and without a lot of flowery description. It is all about the season."  Read more about this at the link above.  
 - My verses are cousins of the Haiku, a Tanka.  Tanka's start with the same syllable count, 5-7-5 and then add two more seven syllable count lines.  Most times the two additional lines will have the Kireji or be of a different vein that the other three were following.

NaPoWriMo 2018-28 -- Day 28, a story in Tanka format

A story of my two nice cars

 

Title say 'nice cars'

A Rambler and a Mustang

though some would debate

Family of six Mouths to feed

'60 Rambler Wagon fits

 

This car's sad demise

Rear ended some pokey guy

He stopped way too fast

My little Rambler's new home

Junk yard at the edge of town  

 

 

When I retired

I bought a present for me 

Pretty Mustang car

Black GT Convertible

Very fast the ladies liked

 

Top down thing for me

Two years old young lady owned

Mustangs for ladies

Now this car twenty years old

She's looking good for her age

 

 

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Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved

 

 - I'm linked with Gillena Cox at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads; http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/04/fashion-me-your-words-to-fold-in-april.html 
 - (Gillena has another form new to most of us and would like for us to try it.  Time constraints on me said I should just write something for the 'April Poem a Day' stint and not worry about the form.  I might try it later.  So this is a four set Tanka form "poem" of sorts.)

 - (Her theme though, was Destruction, which fits the Rambler well and the Mustang also in that it goes very fast, I've had it up to 140 mph when she was younger.  Metal fatigue sets in and I will not drive it quite that fast any more.  It really is twenty years old, two when I bought it--a 1998 model, and now has seen 107K miles of highways.)

 - (The dog in the Mustang picture is Adi, my beagle friend.  She and I were a certified animal therapy team.  We visited mainly at an assisted living home.  Adi loved to visit the Alzheimer residents and they all loved her.  After petting her for a bit many would reminisce about the dog or dogs in their lives.  Many they said, were now living with their children.  Adi was also a Reading Dog, she loved to read with the children in the library and in school.  Adi died in 2012 at age 17.)

 - I'm also linked with the National Poem Write a Month for my NaPoWriMo, Day 28 Poem at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-eight-4/

 

Cell 23 is reserved ~~ a Poem for the #metoo effort

The Silence Breakers

Cell 23

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Cell 23 is reserved. Reserved for the men fulfilling their own uncontrolled beastly lusts.  These ladies, and millions more, who have been made their objects have had enough of being silent.

Not wanted and not liked, these antics towards the women have changed the lives of every one touched or spoken to. The actions and words are not forgettable and hardly ever forgiven. 

We who have somehow been spared have a hard time emphasizing with them. That could be you or me but try a little harder. Can you remember when you were hurt in ways you won't ever discuss? 

Have you been spoken to in harsh or demeaning ways you didn't deserve? Have you? Or perhaps if you try hard you can remember injustices done to you. Well, like you, these millions of women have memories that never will be erased.

(If you are a perpetrator, don't say you forgot.  Except for people lacking in mental capacity, perpetrators don't forget crass, hurting, immoral, and illegal acts to another person.  If you say you forgot YOU LIE.)

Worse ever so more for the victims because it affronts and insults their humanity.  Situations in life, perhaps from birth, which lend to their powerlessness to avoid . If you witness such an incident you can report it. And be a witness with testimony that can help.

And if you are a perpetrator STOP IT RIGHT NOW!

With the courage of so many in modern times, it is time for Cell 23's all over the land to be filled. Remember, you can help the effort in many ways, whether or not you have been an object.  There's an empty Cell 23 near you.

Women still hurting
Indelible scars remain
Let's make it better 
Help fill your Cell 23 
There is one near you, start now
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Poem Copyright, © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 

Top photo is a cover of Time Magazine which I copied from Sherry's post at the "Real Toads" link below 
Photo at right is furnished by GMa - at GMa's Succinctly Yours Week 143 , ( http://grandmas-goulash.info/2013/12/succinctly-yours-week-143/ )
 - I'm linked with Sherry Blue Sky , at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Silence Breakers,  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/12/wordy-thursday-with-wild-woman-silence.html

 - Sherry wrote, "Women's strength and courage is validated by the Time Magazine devoting its cover this week to honour The Silence Breakers. Woman-strong, they stand together to acknowledge the brave actresses naming their abusers. The mighty are falling."  Read more at her link shown above.

 - My writing is of an experimental form to me, the Haibun .( http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/haibun-poems-poetic-form.)  Mine is modified as the Haibun by definition concludes with a three line Haiku or Senryū with seventeen syllables, 5-7-5.  I felt need for an extra couple of lines so opted for the Tanka which has fourteen more syllables with two additional lines, 5-7-5-7-7. Poetic Forms: Haiku, Senryu, Tanka, and Lunes (http://lestersmith.com/2009/05/poetic-forms-haiku-senryu-tanka-and-lunes/ )

a Tanka Poem for the Weekend Challenge

Bad News 

Wish you'd have told me 
I read your doings today 
When you need a friend 
Remember I'm always here 
Too late now, sayonara 
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 - Photos and Poem Copyright © 2017 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Brendan, at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Weekend Challenge, The news, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/05/weekend-challenge-news.html
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Do you hear voices?

Do you hear voices? 
What is this noise in my head? 
Is it in my ear? 
Well, that is too bad for us 
Internal words modulate 
Jammed by ringing in my ears 
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Picture and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2017, All Rights Reserved
I'm linked with Brendan at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/01/sunday-mini-prompt-with-brendan-voices.html

 - I've had ringing in my ears since my Army days, too close to other shooters at the riffle range and not even knowing about ear protectors. 
 - After my service days I went to an ENT doctor who decided that the cause of my ear ringing could not be determined or stopped. I said to him, "It must be all in my head."  I meant it as joking but this doctor swore at me while leaving the room, slamming the door on his way out. 

Endearing Words, a flash poem

She poised quietly 
Penciled her thoughts on his ear 
He awakened not 
Heartfelt invisible words 
Whispered, I love you madly 

He awakened when 
She softly started to leave 
He mouthed, love you too 

He switched soft light on 
Reached for his object of joy 
Facebook friends beckoned 

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My inspiration:
"Clara joined him on the bench.
They sat in silence, side by side.
Then Clara leaned back, her body touching the words
someone had freshly carved into the wood.
Above, 'Surprised by Joy.'
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Beside her on the bench Armond opened
'The Balm in Gilead' to the bookmark,
took took a deep breath,
And started forward."
 - Louise Penny, 'The Long Way Home'
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Picture and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2012 (picture) and 2017(poem), All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with Magaly Guerrero at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, 
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/01/inside-ink-poetry-and-flash-fiction.html

An Artistic Interpretation 'writing'

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[I'm riding at "Blogstock '08"] 

What manner white horse

White horse with a horn
That'd be a unicorn
Someone's fantasy
Look again how does he stand
On a pole--toy store stick horse
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Photo and Poem copyright, © 2015 and 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved

I'm linked with Margaret at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Artistic Interpretations, http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/11/artistic-interpretations-with-margaret.html

Notes:
1. Margaret has introduced us to Carol Law Conklin, Batik Artist. One of her prints is called "The Last Unicorn."  We have permission to copy and post some of her works. Tomorrow I will post that one here. In the meantime you can see it and Ms. Conklin's other works at the link above. 
2. I had planned to write differently, of a youngster finding a real Unicorn even though they have gone into extinction years and years ago. But my time for writing has been taken from me, hence this quickly keyed Tanka above.
3.  Time has become very precious again, I may not get all of your comments return. I am sorry for that. I do try to read your writings though. 

The Cross-roads ~ Micro Poem

 

What to do?

 

Comes fork in the road 

What will we do, what to do

We must split, your pick

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click again better still]

Let us go up the middle

Break the cookie, split the pie

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Bottom Photo and Poem copyright, © 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved

Top Photo copyright, © 2006 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved

http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-you-come-to-fork-in-road-take-it.html
In that earlier writing the dog (my beloved deceased Adi) made
the decision, it was go up the middle.  We enjoyed the walk
through the taller grass and past the bushes. This walk had
to detour around a golf course and an algae covered pond. 
Adi, Walk pictures (more my other blog Adi and/or walking posts)

 

I am linked with Kerry O'Connor at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,

The Cross-roads ~~ Micro Poetry

http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/11/the-cross-roads-micro-poetry.html

 

Our friend? Winter came

Nature's Price;
Winter in Life

Hermit he became
Lived on Ramen Noodle Soup
Alone in the pond
What went wrong with our fellow?
Some say aging takes its toll

Snapped at his old friends
Wife and kids abused, put down
Now in bitter cold
All are gone, him they have left
Bad alligator's remorse

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Poem Copyright,
© 2015 Jimmiehov,
All Rights Reserved

Photo courtesy of Fireblossom at
Real Toads, Fireblossom Friday: Winter  
where I'm linked today.

Alligator is subject of an MSN News story found here:  http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/officials-seize-alligator-2-dead-cats-in-box-in-la-yard/ar-AA8bkqk

An Orange 'play it again' -- Carpe Diem

Orange Cézanne

 

Wonderful find

Flowers, roof, heart, in orange

Paul Cézanne in Albi

Original painting in

Henri Lautrec's Museum

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[Mrs. Jim and I] found this original in the Lautrec Museum in Albi, France. It is by Paul Cézanne (1839 to 1906) and yes, he was pretty quirky, both artists were. (Cézanne Wikipedia link)

In just a lot of his pictures you can see Mont Sainte-Victoire as in this one. It is a mountain in Provence, France. Cézanne can see the whole view of the mountain from his house near Aix-en-Provence. He drew a series of oil paintings about or using his favorite mountain of his.
 

Photos Copyright, © 2009 Jimmiehov (link);

Poem and written material Copyright, © 2015 Jimmiehov,

All Rights Reserved

 

Today I am linked with Kristjaan Panneman at Carpe Diem's Time Machine #1, Orange

We were requested to find a haiku written about "orange" from the past posts.  I wasn't writing many haiku back then, certainly none emphasizing "orange".  But I did have this wonderful picture with Orange find from a travel post back in 2009 (link).

Other Orange pictures in posts:  Cable Car and Lady Bug.
 

"Walking the Thames" -- a Kikôbun (travel journal with Poem) -- Carpe Diem

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Walking the Thames . . . . . .

 
Mrs. Jim, our Grand-daughter KP, and I
walked the Thames from Vauxhall to the
London Eye.  Mrs. Jim and I love to walk
the rivers. The River Seine in Paris and
the Thames in London are our favorites.
 
On this day KP did some of her walking the
tops of the walls lining the sidewalk.  That
wasn't super easy and oft times she would
have to get down and portage, go around.
 

Today she met the dark

Under Westminster Bridge

Scary trolls beneath

Safe above, Grandpa below

He fought off the trolls for her

 

 

Reached destination 

Needed a ticket to ride 

Then views from the sky

 Next to Westminster Station

Tube to home, had walked two miles

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Photo and Poem Copyright, ©  2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
(Maps are "Print Screen" captures I made of Google Maps)

Today I'm linking with 

Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #40 "Kikobun" by Hamish Managua Gunn (link)

 

What's a Kikobun?  "The Japanese literary travel journal (kikôbun) has been closely related to poetry. It characteristically weaves poems and the introductory narratives in a sequential order."  I used two tanka verses to complete with poetry.

 

Note:  On the upper map, Vauxhall is at the bottom with the London Eye at the top, both bordering the Thames River.  The top picture was taken from KP's flat looking South along the Thames.  Our journey would be North.  Walking up was 1.3 miles, 0.3 miles walking around the site, and another 0.4 miles to the Tube Station at Westminster for our ride back to Vauxhall.

Carpe Diem ~~ Escape

My current Carpe Diem poem is below.
The setting for my inspiration follows here first from my prior blog post:
(Here is a Link to my prior blog post of September 24, 2008)

"""Now, all work and no play make Adi and Jim dull kids:

 
Our morning began with a nice walk back from the golf pro shop where Mrs. Jim dropped us off for her 8:40 tee time. She went golfing with her buds. Actually my day began with a Tuesday morning Bible study with about 15 other men at the club house. Then our walk. [super sized picture]

Too bad Adi isn't a counting dog, she could enjoy herself counting all these horse apples that the winds from Hurricane Ike blew off. Adi can count to two and six, one bite of graham cracker is never enough when I'm taking my medicine. She has one bite and then the second when I am on pill number six. [super sized picture]

[The part especially pertinent to Carp Diem tanka poem below, "Escape"]:
We ended up down in the quiet area of the golf course. It is down from our house just a short walk away. The lake is up after our rains but it will be lowered soon for inspection of the dam. Hurricane Ike may have damaged it as did Hurricane Rita three years ago. That year the lake remained empty all next summer still while the dam was being repaired. [super sized picture]

Adi got tired, she is tiring more easily now in her older years. (My Autumn poem link)

In case you don't go to that link, here is the picture I have posted there:"""

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My tanka poem for today's challenge:

 

Escape

 

Adi and I would

Hide down in the quiet place

I still do that now

But Adi is gone, she died

Quiet here, I miss Adi

 

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Photos, and Poem Copyright, © 2008, and 2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Today I'm linking with Carpe Diem #609, Escape (2nd Vision Quest, day 1) 

Instructions are there

 

 Adi died September 17, 2012  (read my tribute to her here)