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  

https://dversepoets.com/2024/04/16/dverse-poetics-maggie-smith-and-conversational-mode-of-address/

   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 

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

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In the sun, in the shade - a Shadow Shot

Dog walks in the sun 

I'm walking in cooler shade 

Shadows of the trees 

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Haiku Writing Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with MMT for  my Shadow Shot Sunday2 of the week, 

    https://magicalmysticalteacher.wordpress.com/2022/08/06/shadow-shot-sunday-2-spines/

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NaPoWriMo 2021 Day Seven - Another Fib(onacci) Poem - Weekly Scribblings

[my 2006 photo, click pictures to enlarge]

My love, my Adi Beagle Dog

Good

Dog 

My dog

My Adi 

Adi Beagle Dog

Adi was a therapy dog 

Registered tested we were a pet therapy team 

[my 2007 photo, Adi ready for work]

Old folks were her faves, loved Alzheimer's especially 

Visited folk with me couldn't wait 

Didn't flaunt her breed   

Pure Beagle 

Adi 

My

Love 

Adi is retired from Pet Partners
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Adi's working life link

Lot's about Adi link

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Dear Jim,

Thank you for notifying us. We will be sure to honor Adi's past contribution to our Pet Partners Therapy Animal Program in our Interactions Magazine, and "Pet Partners, Retired" on our web page.

Warm Regards,
Kelly Schnitzmeier

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 - Poem and Photos Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021 (Poem), 2006, 2007, 2012 (Photos), All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2021 Day Seven (National Poem Writing Month 2021), https://www.napowrimo.net/day-seven-7/ 

 - And also linked with Rosemary Nissen-Wade at Weekly Scribblings  #64,  https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/04/weekly-scribblings-64-beloved-companions.html 

 - I am attempting to write at least one poem a day for the National Poem Writing Month.  Today is Day Seven of the 30, you can see my progress here, NaPoWriMo 2021.

 - NaPoWriMo guidelines for today were:  ". . . the Fib is a six-line form, the syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. You can  link multiple Fibs together into a multi-stanza poem, or even start going backwards after your first six lines, with syllable counts of 8/5/3/2/1/1. Perhaps you remember the Fibonacci sequence from math or science class – or even from nature walks. Lots of things in the natural world hew to the sequence – like pinecones and flower petals. And now your poems can, too."  [I broke rules slightly, as I went the seventh line with 13 syllables, I still call it a Fib(onacci) poem.]

Fibonacci Number (per google search)

In mathematics, the Fibonacci numbers, commonly denoted Fₙ, form a sequence, called the Fibonacci sequence, such that each number is the sum of the two preceding ones, starting from 0 and 1. That is, and for n > 1. The beginning of the sequence is thus: Under some older definitions, the value F₀=0 is omitted, so that the sequence starts with F₁=F₂=1, and the recurrence Fₙ=Fₙ₋₁+Fₙ₋₂ is valid for n > 2. 

My Fib poems of the past, https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/search?q=fib  

My "Adi" poems of the past, https://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/search?q=adi 

Adi died in 2012, I miss her sooo very much still. Click here, Link to Adi's Meme .

Day 17 ~~ NaPoWriMo

[Istanbul dog # 1, click picture to enlarge]

 

The Mind Is Its Own Beautiful Prisoner; 

not all thoughts are of humans 

Walking the streets of Istanbul

I was feeling sorrow tugging 

for the many dogs sleeping nearby

Dare I take action there and then

The first was tied a grimy rope

Took him away gave him some food

Biscuits only, he gobbled three

Rest was easy six dogs in all

Unaccustomed to best of care

Became their master in a day

While they ate some pangs I would feel 

Did their former owners await

Waiting for their pets to come home

Guilt, mind prisoner to canine souls

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 - Poem title first used by e.e. cummings, his poem in Sanaa's link below

 - Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2013 (photos) and 201 (poem), All Rights Reserved

  - I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/04/poems-in-april-somewhere-in-midst-of.html 

 - also I'm linked with NaPoWriMo, Day 17, at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-seventeen-5/

 - Dogs of Istanbul, all the dogs posted are from my blogs.  Several of the dog pictures were taken from the streets of Istanbul.  A blog search post link.    This post of our 2013 Istanbul visit has reproduced from my copy of Mark Twain's "Letter # 22" found in my book, his "Letters from the Holy Land...". http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2013/02/my-ebay-bargain-six-word-saturday.html  In it he commented of the many dogs he found sleeping on the streets of the then Constantinople.

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[Istanbul dog # 2]

 

[Istanbul dog #'s 3 and 4] 

 

 

[Istanbul dog # 5]

[Istanbul dog # 6]

[Italian dog near Mt. Vesuvius]

 

[Dog at the Dubrovnik, Croatia,  airport]

[Street Dog to be (moving out kid's,) 

outside grocery store, Conroe, Texas]

[Adi, my deceased (2013) Beagle Dog buddy]

 

Puppy Love ~~ a Thanksgiving Day (Thursday) Poem

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL !!!

Photocopy by PrintScreen
of a Picture by Karin Gustafson at
at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/11/giving-thanks-with-love-poem.html?m=1 
Karin "Reserves all Rights" to her picture.  
Please do not copy it for further use.

They named me Toto

God blessed the day

The day I found them

They were walking by

I crawled under the fence

And followed them

until they noticed

They picked me up

Took me in their arms

That made me happy

Could it be they'd take me

My sisters were gone

Girl puppies go first

But I was left

No one wanted me

Was there a chance

Could they take me

Sweet little girl

Her mother seemed kind

They took me around

My front door loomed

I was trembling

Would they ask my folks

Please please I want to go

Go home with them

Ask they did, they did

Can this wee puppy

Come home with us

We'll take good of her

We'll name her Toto

Feed and love her well

Start of new life for me

Happy family I'd found

And every day I felt

their love for me

Wag my tail Thank you God

for our loving home

Toto is my name

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 - Poem Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved
 - I'm linked with Outlawyer, aka Karin Gustafson in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/11/giving-thanks-with-love-poem.html?m=1 

 - My poem is true. Toto had a nice, happy long life with us. Eventually she died but went blind before that. I almost cried as I was reading Mrs. Jim the poem.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL !!!

Reconstructing my Totem Poem ~~ a Poem of my Heritage in a new and strange way

Lollipop Pole [link] .. . . .

Building a pole today;

  a totem pole

Different than those you've seen

Starting with a base, Daddy, where?

Where did I come from, what country?

Isle of Man/England - Corkill clan

Corkills were from the Isle of Man

Country where the cats have no tails

Married a fine English lady

Germany/England - Hufendiek

Germany, Prussians, old Habsburgs

Came on a boat to New Orleans

Married English, Fletcher and Cram

So now you have it son partly

There are royalty rumors floating

Mayflower cousins Holland too

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Those are basic foundation blocks

Your aunt has written much of this

Now let's build a pole family pets

 

Two dogs while I was growing

Von a German Shepherd and then

Von was our German Police dog

Two carvings up now your puppy

Border Collie name forgotten

When we moved she stayed El Paso

Next followed by a Lassie Dog

With a goat and rooster crowing

All met with unfortunate ends

Wife had Pebbles jealous of me

Growled if I got in bed's wrong side

Pebbles got so very old died

Came Toto runt of her litter

She crawled under her fence followed

Allowed to live with us new home
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Inherited pets asked for not

Missy naughty dog unwanted

Gave son and DIL some fits

Daughter brought Adi Beagle Dog

And Amber her old tiger cat

They would stay until they both died

One more dog Katrin toy poodle

Her mother our friend had died

And willed prissy Katrin to us

Now our last, famous words "There'll be

no more."  But then our granddaughter

Her tiny Betsy fish lives here

 

Well Dad, you're a teacher of such

There's a lesson here to be learned?

 

Family ties build the foundation 

Family pets set our memory marks 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved

 - I'm linked with Brendan MacClendan in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/08/weekend-challenge-totems.html?m=1

 

a "Must Love Dogs" Poem for Thursday

 

 The dog

 

In my life I've had dogs and cats

Not many but quality counts

First I remember is August 

August is generic for him

His real name I won't say, cannot

But he's a German shepherd dog

Family dog he, I called him mine

He loved me much, perfect playmate

 

August helped with the animals

Those of Dad's on share cropped farm

He herded pigs and brought up cows

Horses' friend strictly outside dog

 

One tale I'll tell, when August bit

My older cousin chasing me

Tag game, August wanted to play

Protecting me he was excused

 

Time has passed and so did August

Bit her good -- laugh, he joined our play

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Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved
  (photo is 'PrintScreen' of the header at "* * TOTAL german shepherd * *"
    http://www.total-german-shepherd.com/malepuppynames.html )

 - I'm linked with Sherry Blue Sky  at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/05/wordy-thursday-with-wild-woman-must.html for "Wordy Thursday ... :  Must Love Dogs."
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His bag was packed ~~ a poem to show incongruity

His bag was packed ...

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His bag was packed and food was in the chest

A place for the dog and his bike as well

Well-worn baseball glove stuffed beside some toys

All the things in life he had missed at hand

 

Our hero first stopped at the grocery

To buy a new tooth brush and some sodas

Coming out he found vehicle booted

The ticket read "Two Hundred Dollar fine"

 

"Improper parking" -- he's on the sidewalk

Nothing to do but call Dad and come home

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Photo and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2010 (photo) and 2017 (poem), All Rights Reserved
2010 Photo at http://jimmiehov.blogspot.com/2010/03/homeless-in-america-midweek-blues.html

I'm linked with  Fireblossom at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads,
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2017/03/fireblossom-friday-incongruity.html

Her instructions were "... incongruity lies at the heart of humor, as well. It is the absurd, the thing we don't expect, that is often the very thing which makes us laugh. And so, your poem can be light, if you wish. So, mix it up, explore incongruity. Then link! Please write a NEW poem for this prompt, and no haiku or such like."