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 hereto 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
_
_ _
- Photo and Poem Copywrite, Jimmiehov 2023 and 2024 Respectively, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Rosemary at the Friday Writings #117 at
- Read her words and find others writing from viewing of her pictures
- "Flappers were a subculture of young Western women in the 1920s who wore short skirts (knee height was considered short during that period), bobbed their hair, listened to jazz, and flaunted their disdain for what was then considered acceptable behavior. Flappers were seen as brash for wearing excessive makeup, drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes in public, driving automobiles, treating sex in a casual manner, and otherwise flouting social and sexual norms." Wikipedia, Read More
- My dad used to tease my mom by saying that when he found her, she was a Flapper
Aretha Franklin - (You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman (Official Lyric Video)
- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved
- I am linked with Carrie who is celebrating The Sunday Muse event of having made 200 posts prompting and goading us to write. For this celebration she posted ten previously used photos from which we should choose, I chose the two above. See them all and links to others at http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2022/02/sunday-muse-200.html
- Carrie said, "Welcome Muse Friends to the 200th Muse prompt & celebration! April 2018 was when it all began with the talented poet, Chrissa, me (Carrie), and eventually our amazing poet friend Shay. It has been a wonderful experience, and today I want to thank you all for being a part of it!"
- Carrie also asked us to write additionally, " . . . when you write your post, I want you to do one more thing. This time say a little something about yourself. Celebrations and parties are a great place to get to know each other and have great conversation."
I will write a little here about myself as I am a fairly newcomer to this Muse effort, only having posted most weekends since June 13, 2020. Some know me fairly well but here is more.
You can read still more from my submission for our 70th year High School class reunion, here. I missed the reunion, held last October for COVID-19 safety reasons.
My Bio, Shortened Edition
I was born in a farmhouse in Nebraska, north of Omaha about 40 miles. Mom and Dad sharecropped a small farm, 120 acres, from my grandfather. It barely supported the four of us, as a little sister was born five years after me. We were poor but I didn't know it then.
We now live in a large two-story home in Katy, Texas. One story and not so large is all the two of us need but this is Yuppie land where our daughter and her family settled after her five-year stint in London, U.K. Before that we lived near Montgomery, Texas for 17 years after our 23-year living in Friendswood, Texas. Right after marriage, now 49 years, we lived in Houston for a few years.
I went to college, the University of Nebraska, for three semesters and then dropped out. So I worked in a factory, Elgin National Watch Company in Lincoln Nebraska. Later in the Army, I was drafted for two years and after then reenlisted for three more. I took a 43-week class on the NIKE Hercules fire control system maintenance, which was two radars and a computer.
With my college and the Army school and experience I obtained a job as a Technical Representative Field Engineer, (Tech Rep) for Philco Corporation. At first I taught at the Army school, but then transferred to Manchester, N.H, to help make a U.S. Air Force Satellite Tracking and Control Station work and then to teach the Air Force how to operate it and to keep it running.
After three years I was transferred with our company, now belonging to Ford Motor Corporation, to NASA Houston Manned Space Center. Our job was to make everything except five IBM computers in the three-story control center work and afterwards to help operate it. We also ran simulations and taught the Astronauts how to make things work in Space, Appollo, Lunar Explorer, and Skylab. My expertise was Electric and Environmental Control, during Skylab missions I reported to EECOM in the Control Center Room, advising him of status and information to pass on to the Flight Director.
I had returned to college, night school, and after my last graduation started teaching Business Law night classes at the local community college. In 1980 the college made an offer than I could not refuse and I went to work teaching full time. I taught for 22 years (after working Aerospace Engineering for 19 years and the Army five) and in 2001 I retired at age 68.
My hobbies are blogging, Facebook, reading, Sudoku, ham radio, golf, chess, travel, grandchildren, and church work. I had a Vespa Motorscooter for my Army time as a work car; later during three years of freedom before Mrs. Jim came along I had a Honda street bike. For travel, Mrs. Jim and I have been to all 50 states and 76 different countries. We drove all over Eastern Europe but lately have mostly done cruises, primarily with Princess (15 cruises, one more soon, and 158 days with them).
I am not sure how much of my writing is poetry, but I started with that after visiting a poetry blog site. I started blogging in 2005. I have started a memoir write but doubt I will finish it.
If you'd like you can read more and some different stuff at the blog post I mentioned before, found here. This got longer than I wished, I am "wordy".
- Carrie presented the Digital Collage Art pictured above created by Susie Clevenger for a prompt to inspire our writing. Her picture is titled, "Natural Woman."
A Man's Heart; dancing with wallflowers The train pulled in I was ready to go But I didn't get on, wait for the next This one makes smoke on the tracks I won't ride Belching black smoke makes for a dismal night
Another came and went, an all-nighter Not into that I was saving myself Next one appeared with accolades galore Bright red cab yellow stripes and open toes Clean Air Special electric rail for me Flip her switch she glows, oyster stew tonight _ _ _ _ - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2016 and 2019, All Rights Reserved - I'm linked with Anmol aka HA in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2019/02/the-tuesday-platform-in-these-times-of.html?m=1 - In an earlier life dancing was a fine activity for young people, and also providing a place for young people to meet. There were several Dance Halls around Lincoln, Nebraska, sort of like the old west. Saturday nights were big, Fridays somewhat. Some had a special weeknight to be open as well. - If one went unescorted or stag or only a couple who came late and couldn't find a table, there would always be space to sit on benches around the room. People sitting there were called "Wallflowers". You might wish to google that, it was a 'broad' word with common usage. - It also was a fine place to find and ask a perfect stranger (or an acquaintance) to dance. Oh yes, don't forget running down to Kansas, rules were different down there.
- This is a true account, I won't name him but his name is a buzzword in our Houston area. Think of a very notorious husband killer's defender. He has a beard the color of mine but now he keeps his busy, mine I keep close.AND PLEASE TAKE THE POEM FOR WHAT IT IS, and don't let me (Jim) enter into your second reading) - I've seen the Chicago movie more than twice but not the play.
One Poem from Last Year -- "The Barren Woman" Repeated -- Carpe Diem
Fix my goof. The assignment was to comment with Haiku about last year's writing here.
Very good last year Learned some new forms and techniques Can't remember now
At first this is how I thought I was supposed to go. WRONG but here it is:
Our instructions for the first post of the new year is to choose a poem from last year's writing and make it the first post of the new year for Carpe Diem, Carpe Diem #639, Last Year (Kozo) (link).
Notes, on how I felt about my attempt to follow the instructions given below: - Puppies for my seasonword (kigo), from list of season "words" approved for haiku, link. - Comma for my cuttingword (kireji, in western mostly interpunction) to start revert thought to basic theme (link to explanatory definitions and examples) - First and third line interposed (might make it better?):
- -Barren woman dire - -Help puppies; orphaned children - -Try to make amends - A short moment. This was hardest of the criteria for me as I think it reads better if the woman used 'helping puppies' as a lifetime avocation rather an immediate action. It would then read thus:
- -Tries to make amends - - Helps puppies; orphaned children - - Barren woman dire
- I will let the last, a deeper meaning, for you to be found. To me it's meaning was in line with Jesus Christ's love for children (Matthew 19:14, “Let the little children come to Me, and do not forbid them; for of such is the kingdom of heaven”).
- Following is a part of the Carpe Diem instructions for today found in the above linked site. It includes directions. I tried to diligently follow the six-part instruction list printed in GREEN for my haiku. See my "notes" above about my feel on how well I followed.
"""- the childless woman, - - - -how tender she is - - - -to the dolls!
[photo furnished with directions (below), courtesy of Kristjaan Panneman]
"It’s a gorgeous haiku full of compassion for this woman without children. He sees her taking care for the dolls as were they real children. How much pain and sadness this woman will have had as she couldn’t have children or maybe she had children, but they died ... it’s not clear.
Use yourimagination to see this scene in front of your eyes and try to write/compose an all new haiku following the classical rules:" + 5-7-5 syllables
+ a seasonword (kigo)
+ a cuttingword (kireji, in western mostly interpunction)
+ a moment as short as the sound of a pebble thrown in water
+ interchangable first and third line
+ a deeper meaning Not an easy task I think, but I know you will succeed """
You will have to make up your own mind. Just read here first, then visit my blogs and Jim1Jim1 YouTube to figure me out. (Some blogs are unlisted but are accessible if you can find them.)
