Weekly Scribblings -- On doctor's advice

 

My new Meds 

My new meds are like goodies, all helpful 

Some for my safety, others are for pain 

Sure they have to see me through my ordeal 

Just lost eleven of my upper teeth 

New list is short, adds to the one I had 

Here for one week, I'll be fine once again  

That is hoping I will be better then 

So here is my list of four new to add 

Six prescription pills, one bi-annual shot 

Then an aspirin, two calcium tablets, 

multivitamin tab, vitamin D, 

and two stool softeners for softer landings 

Now for my list of four from left to right, 

* Chlorhexidine, that's for an Oral Rinse 

* Amoxicillin (antibiotic) 

500 MG take three times a day 

* Hydrocodone-Acetaminophen 

("Caution: Opioid Risk or Addiction") 

Before made me brave, sleep through traffic lights 

* Jar of Cinnamon Red Hot jelly Beans 

That last is non-prescription pills 

For my one sweet tooth that remains 

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 - Poem and Photo Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with  Rommy at Weekly Scribblings # 70, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/05/weekly-scribblings-70-listmania.html

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 23 -- Cross THE River

 [photo from Wikipedia - Park on the Rio Grande] 

In the late 50's, early 60's, I lived in a house on the 

right and rode my Vespa Motorscooter along the river 

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 "I am twenty, drifting in la chalupa, the blue boat painted with roses, white lilies . . . there was still the little boat, the chalupa you built once, slowly, in the yard, after school." Little Boat by Jean Valentine - 1934-2020 https://poets.org/poem/la-chalupa-boat 

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 The Little Boat 

Tuesday morning the boat was not crowded  

Though it would comfortably hold twelve 

It only had this little Mexican 

woman and a man with a big straw hat 

The woman was carrying grocery bags 

She stopped, kissed the ground, "U.S.A." 

She went in the general store, had coffee 

The man seemed to be seasonal, he left.

While the boat left and came back, woman shopped 

A family of five got on the boat and 

the father pulled the rope around, around 

Another couple boarded, he pulled not 

Out of sight they went, probably to homes 

But the boat was loaded when coming back 

Standing room only for the men. They came  

for TexMex day, BOGO, Buy One Get one 

Those were the days, no Customs Agents here 

No Border Patrol either, all that was 

done at the park gate by officials there 

We came, went, crossing on the Little Boat 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am also now linking this again, this time with Magaly, at The Writer's Pantry #81, https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/08/writers-pantry-81-no-more-blogger.html .  And I am posting it there, LATE AGAIN.

 - I made a couple of changes and I'm linking it again on May 16, 2021, with Rosemary in The Writer's Pantry # 70,    https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/05/writers-pantry-70-words-for-healing.html?m=1 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poem Writing Month,  Day 23, https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-three-7/

 -  There our challenge at the NaPoWriMo was "to write a poem that responds, in some way, to another. "  I chose the poem above by Jean Valentine, Little Boat.  It reminded me of the old days, 1970's when the Big Bend National Park was open to the fold from Mexico and we were free to go to Mexico to shop for Hispanic items that we could not get here.  Many visited relatives who were still living in Mexico.   

The small boat that went across the Rio Grande River was attached to a rope and above was the other side of the rope, to be pulled one way or the other to propel the boat across the river.  

 - I am attempting to write at least one poem a day for the National Poem Writing Month.  Today is Day 23 of the 30, you can see my progress here, NaPoWriMo 2021.

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PERKS OF BEING OVER 70 - 03

13. You sing along with elevator music.

14. Your eyes won't get much worse.

15. Your investment in health insurance is finally beginning to pay off.

16. Your joints are more accurate meteorologists than the national weather service.

17. Your secrets are safe with your friends because they can't remember them either.

18. Your supply of brain cells is finally down to manageable size.

19. You can't remember who sent you this list.



Link to see the first five
Link to see the next seven

From a chain e-mail
Note the large print

A Poem ~~ Peace and Right Planting

Straight as an arrow 
proud farmer did plant 
GPS controled
his rows did not bend 

Life equally straight 
he went by the Book  
Rules he would not bend
fair with clan and foes 

While storm clouds hovered 
his animals slept 
Protectorate he 
wolves and warriors bayed  

Troubles all around 
Right wins big rewards 

Sticker from
The Sierra Club 
[ok to grab]
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2020, All Rights Reserved
 - Photo from Fireblossom linked below
 - I'm linked with Fireblossom at Sunday Muse # 121, http://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2020/08/sunday-muse-121.html?m=1
 - This is a Flash Poem with 55 words, 14 lines, and 70 syllables at five per line

Sunday Meal-- NaPoWriMo Day 27

We went out to eat last Sunday 

Money in pocket we could pay 

Pocket money pay our waitress 

Tip money too, buy her a dress 

Now pretty dresses cost a lot 

We wished to see the one she'd bought 

Tip money she'd got, happy girl 

Showed dress to us gave it a whirl 

Wife wore Pearl's came to eat again 

She'd spent all her money on them 

Like good men shared my meal with her 

To save the day and save her fur 

Money in pocket we can pay 

We can go to eat next  Sunday 

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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2022 Day 27 for writing prompt and to post my poem, https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-seven-8/ 

 - The prompt was to write a Duplex Poem, a variation of the Sonnet 

 - The photo is of half my plate last Sunday, Mrs. Jim's was the same as I shared the other half with her.  We had a Shrimp Poboy, French fries, and Diet Cokes at our "Fish City" restaurant .

"With 10,000 restaurants representing cuisine from more than 70 countries and American regions, Houston's restaurant scene is as ethnically diverse as its more than 6-million residents. With so many options, it's not surprising that visitors leave the city with plenty of good things to say about dining in Houston." 

https://www.visithoustontexas.com/restaurants-and-bars/restaurants-and-eateries/ 

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PERKS OF BEING OVER 70 - 02

6. There is nothing left to learn the hard way.

7. Things you buy now won't wear out.

8. You can eat supper at 4 pm.

9. You can live without sex but not your glasses.

10. You get into heated arguments about pension plans.

11. You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.

12. You quit trying to hold your stomach in no matter who walks into the room.


Link to see the first five

From a chain e-mail
Note the large print

One Single Impression: Stardust

Stardust

Engineer in me
won't let me tell how I feel
stardust is dreamy

Engineer in me
makes me tell it like it is
stardust is hooey

Copyright © 2008 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved

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Tag: One Single Impression Stardust
prompted today by Lirone (thank you) Words That Sing
Tag: Jim's OSI
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. Edgar Dégas
The same goes for my poetry attempts (don't know how, but I enjoy it!).

Notes:
Stardust defined: (link, the Free Dictionary)
star·dust
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(stärdst)
n.
1. A dreamlike, romantic, or uncritical sense of well-being.
2. A cluster of stars too distant to be seen individually, resembling a dimly luminous cloud of dust. Not in scientific use.
3. Minute particles of matter that fall to Earth from the stars. Not in scientific use.Idiom:
have stardust in (one's) eyes
To be uncritically or unrealistically optimistic.



Stardust, the song (lyrics) (link)

Singer: Frank Sinatra (link)
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Writer(s): hoagy carmichael

Verse:

And now the purple dusk of twilight time
Steals across the meadows of my heart
High up in the sky the little stars climb
Always reminding me that were apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust
Of yesterday
The music
Of the years
Gone by

Chorus:

Sometimes I wonder why I spend
The lonely nights
Dreaming of a song.
The melody haunts my reverie
And I am once again with you.
When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration.
But that was long ago, and now my consolation
Is in the stardust of a song.
Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright
You are in my arms
The nightingale tells his fairy tale
Of paradise where roses grew.
Though I dream in vain, in my heart you will remain
My stardust melody
The memory of loves refrain.

Stardust, the movie (link)
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Directed by: Matthew Vaughn
Written by Novel: Neil Gaiman
Screenplay: Jane GoldmanMatthew Vaughn
Narrated by: Ian McKellen
Starring:
Charlie Cox, Claire Danes, Ricky Gervais, Rupert Everett, Jason Flemyng, David Walliams, Mark Strong, Peter O'Toole, with Michelle Pfeiffer and Robert De Niro
Music by: Ilan Eshkeri
Cinematography: Ben Davis
Editing by: Jon Harris
Distributed by: Paramount Pictures
Release date(s): August 10, 2007
Running time: 128 min.
Country United: KingdomUnited States
Language: English
Budget: $70 million[1]
Gross revenue: $135,553,806

Snowmoon Write -- for Haibun Monday

©iStockphoto.com/Wouter van Caspel

 

Snowmoon Last Night 

    Driving home last night we pulled over to view.  Just above the horizon was a magnificent scene, the moon, a February Full moon in bloom.  It was  showing its features as white with an orange tinted background.  It's name, being in February is the Snowmoon, heralding in falling snow, the kind the kids' snowmen are made of.  

    But being in Southeast Texas, close to the Gulf of Mexico shore, we won't be having snow this year.  The chances are gone for that come midmonth February.  Our temperatures are now in the 70, 80, and a few 90Fs from here on out.  Yes, we may have a cold wave come in from the north but still no snow for us.  That comes about once every ten years. 

    And anyway, we enjoy seeing this moon in full with no snow, it is sooo very pretty.  Maybe next year. 

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Snowmoon, Snowmoon, where 

Where can we see snow you'd bring 

Old home, Nebraska? 

Our back yard a few years ago 
[click picture for larger view, it's really pretty]

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 - Bottom Photo and Haibun Write, Copyright Jimmiehov 2021 (URL) and 2024, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Frank J Tassone for dVerse Haibun Monday at 

    https://dversepoets.com/2024/02/26/haibun-monday-2-26-24-snow-moon/ 

 - Click here to read other writers' writing for the prompt, "SnowMoon"

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My Weekends ~~ a 'Memories' poem for Tuesday

Weekend Blues (Memories)

If you'll hold my cane
My bike is ready
I'll get on, be first
Kick-ass weekend's here

Then lively you'll hop
Biker chick today
Watch your hair flying
Your back is burning

We'll ride through the park
'Neath each tree a band
ZZ Top is there
Oops, not 70's

Those were the Kick-ass weekends in Houston, especially Sunday afternoons with rock bands playing everywhere,  almost under every other tree in certain parks. When evening came, the Bayou banks swarmed with overflow to the downtown loading docks.
No more, culmination of the era was the Woodstock like concerts coming followed by rollerblading on the streets. Neither were for me.  I did have a motorcycle and did listen to music in the parks.
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 - Poem Copyright, © 2018 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/06/the-tuesday-platform_19.html?m=1

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[Click on article pages for larger view] ...

Lou Reed; a tribute

 

Songs with words I could never write.
Songs written and sung by Lou Reed.

Punk-poet of Rock'n Roll they called him. Singer of the seventies,
many called it "just noise."

But gradually they all, we all, learned a new vocabulary. That was like Lee would say,
"truly, truly a sin."

Things have changed, we have changed.
Like a lie that isn't malicious nor does it 
hurt a soul,
maybe it isn't a sin?

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Things have changed, we have changed.
Words of .s e x .and. d r u g s. are in all the songs of the 2000's now. 
Our generation's 1960's and 70's were just a bit ahead of their time. But that made it what it was, a new Bible for song.

So let's all hear it for Lou Reed.
For you, Lou, we will

"Take a Ride on the Wild Side."

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...."Walk On The Wild Side"

Holly came from Miami, Florida

Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.

Plucked her eyebrows on the way

Shaved her legs and then he was a she

She says, "Hey, babe

Take a walk on the wild side"

She said, "Hey, honey

Take a walk on the wild side"

Candy came from out on the Island

In the back room she was everybody's darling

But she never lost her head

Even when she was giving head

She says, "Hey, babe

Take a walk on the wild side"

Said, "Hey, babe

Take a walk on the wild side"

And the colored girls go

"Doo do doo do doo do do doo ..."

Little Joe never once gave it away

Everybody had to pay and pay

A hussle here and a hussle there

New York City's the place

Where they said, "Hey, babe

Take a walk on the wild side"

I said, "Hey, Joe

Take a walk on the wild side"

Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets

Looking for soul food and a place to eat

Went to the Apollo

You should've seen them go, go, go

They said, "Hey, sugar

Take a walk on the wild side"

I said, "Hey, babe

Take a walk on the wild side"

All right, huh

Jackie is just speeding away

Thought she was James Dean for a day

Then I guess she had to crash

Valium would have helped that bash

Said, "Hey, babe

Take a walk on the wild side"

I said, "Hey, honey

Take a walk on the wild side"

And the colored girls say

"Doo do doo do doo do do doo ..."

 

"Walk on the Wild Side"  Lyrics found at A-Z Lyrics

www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/loureed/walkonthewildside.html

 

News article (on the right--click on picture to make reading size):
http://music.msn.com/music/article.aspx?news=836206

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Poem Copyright

© 2013 Jimmiehov.
All Rights Reserved
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- Shared and listed with Real Toads, Open Link Monday.

- For "Tuesday Two-Shoes" the October 22nd writing prompt words 

..are Night/or Noise (I used "Noise").  Josie Said, "Have Fun!" (Link)

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  

    https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/ 

 - Photo from Carrie at  Sunday Muse #252 

https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/03/sunday-muse-252.html?m=1

  - Hooked with Grace at "Wordplay",  

       https://dversepoets.com/2023/03/23/meeting-the-bar-word-play/

  - 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

 - Read other's writes, here 

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A Challenge Poem, Transforminng Nature

On My Wild Side

 

My horse, made of steel

It drinks gas and belches smoke

Not one grain of oat

 

 

 

My canyons, secure 

Steel beams, enclosed and girded

Rivers of people

 

 

My instincts, run wild

Silicon valley produced

Flash memories know

Poem Copyright, © 2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Picture Credits:
 - Top:  Harley Davidson Superlow, 1200T (Touring) http://www.harley-davidson.com.  Although I still have a motorcycle endorsement on my driver's license I haven't ridden one of my own since our youngest child, Karen, was born in the 70's.  I did have one and rode it at the time of our marriage.
 - Center:  New York City streets in 1936, near the present World Trade Center area.  Wikipedia, Radio Row-Berenice Abbott, Public Domain, (Link)

 - Bottom:  Copyright, © 2012 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved.  (I paid $5.00 for this old Underwood electric back when the college where I was teaching phased out typewriters in favor of computers with keyboards.)

 

I am linked with Hanna at the Real Toads, Transforming Friday with Nature's Wonders.

 - Hannah's challenge was to " include these canyons in your work...it could be the setting, color, sound quality or even explore the canyon in metaphor - the choice is yours."

 - The Canyon that Hannah referred to was Antelope Canyon in Arizona.  It "was formed by erosion of Navajo Sandstone, primarily due to flash flooding and secondarily due to other sub-aerial processes. Rainwater, especially during monsoon season, runs into the extensive basin above the slot canyon sections, picking up speed and sand as it rushes into the narrow passageways. Over time the passageways eroded away, making the corridors deeper and smoothing hard edges in such a way as to form characteristic 'flowing' shapes in the rock." (for more, see the Wikipedia article, here)

Weekly Scribblings -- Daring

from the Lewis Carol poem, Jabberwocky*

"One, two! One, two! And through and through

      The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!

He left it dead, . . . "  Lewis Carol poem, Jabberwocky**

Daring to do right 

I came, I saw, dare I do him what's right?

Or do what the other kids were doing? 

The others were teasing him with a stick 

I decided to kill him dead, very

Very dead before he reproduces 

Somerton man*** vilest man on our earth 

He stole rooster chickens pulled off their heads 

Drank their blood while it was warm and gooey  

Milked cows in the fields force fed waiting ducks 

Made chicken pie for hungry China kids 

The cost is low for killing evil men 

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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 

 - I am linked with Magaly Guerrero at the Weekly Scribblings #75,   https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/2021/06/weekly-scribblings-75-between-what-is.html

 - "Magaly would like us to write poetry or prose inspired by the idea of choosing between what is right and what seems easy" 

 - Notes:

   *""Jabberwocky" is a nonsense poem written by Lewis Carroll about the killing of a creature named "the Jabberwock". It was included in his 1871 novel Through the Looking-Glass, the sequel to Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (1865). The book tells of Alice's adventures within the back-to-front world of Looking-Glass Land."  The Illustration was a part of the original publication. Wikipedia 

         ** https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42916/jabberwocky 

   *** Somerton man - No one owns up to knowing the details of the unidentified "Somerton man", found dead in 1948 at Somerton Beach, Adelaide,  Australia.  IN MY WRITE TODAY I HAVE HIM AS A VISCOUS VILLAIN LOOSE ON THE STREETS.   This would be an extreme, he is being exhumed in an attempt to learn more about him using DNA related technology.

    "CNN - The children know the man whose portrait hangs above their playroom door as Mister S or Mister Somerton.

His real name remains a mystery more than 70 years after he was found dead in a smart brown suit on an Australian beach, a half-smoked cigarette resting on his collar." Read more at CNN

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