Monday, February 06, 2023

Stars, out tonight? -- a Poem for dVerse Quadrille Poem

Dubrovnik, Croatia, Two Bell Church
       Copyright,  Jimmiehov 2016
Bells Will Tell  

One bell if the stars are out 
Two bells and we'll call them back 
Will they come--one never knows 

One bell--sailors can come in 
There will be dancing galore 
Two bells keep your fingers crossed 

No bells--lamplighter's asleep 
Street-dancing canceled tonight  
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2016 and 2023 Respectively, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo, at dVerse, Quadrille #169, for the prompt word, "Star", at 
 - I have several other writes that utilize the concept of the stars, read some here 
 - Read here some other's efforts who had similar requirements tonight 
 - We visited Dubrovnik in the Fall of 2012, our daughter and granddaughter came with us.  Some of that trip falls into these posts, Click here and here.
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Thursday, August 23, 2018

a Poem with an E.E. Cummings start

in the street of the sky
night walks scattering poems

small whiskey bottles empty  
of their drink and littering for the street sweepers
used cigarette buts
longing for some unfortunate souls 
they'll be smoked until fingers hot drop them into dried grass

the sky is bleak with sadness pockets of gray soggy socks
cast off as carriers
of disease
maggots
dread sickness looms watery eyes
eyes that never see the sun

night is sorrowed shakes drops from the whisky bottles
no sleep there can be
noise
bright lights rowdy folk
heads on grungy pillows toss turn and vomit more

arising from the ilk 
night 
walks down the filthy street  
stumbling on
cracks where weeds trying to flower grow 
breathing bodies passed out 
laying on 
wilted brown grass

those awake reciting scattered poems they find
waiting
for the moon that never comes
coffee houses 
open as night fades and dawn cracks 
wine or coffee 
they take their pick


street
under
sky
at
night
crawls
walks
tries
scattering
of
poems
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- Photo and Poem Copyright, © Jimmiehov 2012 and 2018, All Rights Reserved ~~ Alley cat found 2012 in an alley during our visit to Dubrovnik, Croatia (link).
- I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi in the Imaginary Garden at  http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/08/on-edge-of-starry-night.html?m=1
- Sanaa has posted a nice e.e. cummings poem at that Site. We are to take cue from his last line which I have used as my title tonight.

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Wednesday, April 17, 2019

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

 - 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]
 

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Thursday, August 18, 2016

Dreams not done ~~ A "Friday Poem"


Fr
...In chase of my dream

I had this great dream a good month ago
Lovely in all ways, not my stock nightmare
For sure once I was on the winning team
But I didn't get it finished, clock chimed

To complete that tale, adventure for me
No way for me to know how it did end
Try as I may it won't come back to me
Pure bliss in my sleep, dratted alarm clock

"To sleep, perchance to dream ..."  Shakespeare had said*
Wanted wishes don't come true sans some help
I would help if I knew how, please this once
Letting show the final end pleases me fine

Fear, I won't get to sleep in time for dreams
And if I do it will be another
And another dream for me to forget  
I've already forgotten this one's start
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Photo and Poem Copyright 2016, @ Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with Fireblossom at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, "Perchance to Dream" . 
"... write about someone having a dream, or  ..." is the part of her instructions I chose. (Link)

Notes:
* This quotation is from Shakespeare's Hamlet.
BTW, my previous writing was also a possible dream, the "dream" itself (or was it a crazy true experience?) (Link).
[photo above is "Main Street" taken during our 2014 stay in Dubrovnik, Croatia (blog link)]

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Wednesday, October 09, 2013

"Lady on the Shelf -- Point of View"

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Lady on the Shelf

I am in love.

I'm in love with My Lady, a lady fine.

I too am a lady. I'll have a lovely home,
much better than the sweatshop, a smelly place
with smelly workers, where I was born.

But for now my home is where I sit,
on a pretty glass shelf. And with air
conditioning it isn't all that bad.   

You see, I am a Lady Bug.
A bright and lovely orange and black spotted
Lady Bug. Not your ordinary kind of lady bug,
I am special. I am for sale now, I cost
a whopping 79 Euros. Costing so much,
for sure I will find a good home. 

I will be with the fine lady there.
She will be 'My Lady.'  My future home will be
in that elegant lady's home, tucked in a drawer.
 
Or better for me and My Lady, I will be on
her special shelf with all of the good smelling things
that fine ladies can have. I am a perfume bottle
in the shape of a Lady Bug, and filled with
one of the finest scents that money can buy.

I am hoping that My Lady will travel often.
That should happen to me since the shelf
I'm on now is at the airport in Dubrovnik, Croatia.
Many, many travelers and business people come
through here.  They have money to spend.

When she travels,
My Lady will place me gently in her purse.
My Lady will use me, that was why I was born.
She will tenderly draw some of my innards
to her finger and gently apply them to her ear.
Behind her ears and on her shoulders,
I will make her smell like Heaven
to those who come near.

After I am empty or grown so very old,
My Lady will no longer use me for perfume.
I would hope that our relationship would have grown so dear
that she will have me rest forever on her vanity.
Imagine me, an empty bottle,
displayed then so prominently.
 
Much better fare than for my cousins who
will be discarded, thrown down
when their usefulness is gone.

I love My Lady already, sight unseen. She is so fine.
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Picture and Poem Copyright © 2013 Jimmiehov.
All Rights Reserved

Written today for "Wednesdays with Peggy" at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads.  The theme today is "point of view."  Please read Peggy's instructions:

......"Point of view and place are both important elements of poetry and story telling. This time take the point of view of an animal -- let's stretch a bit and make it NOT a dog or a cat. You can even choose an imaginary or mythical animal."
.....I stretched that a bit with my bug, a Lady Bug, a Fine Lady Bug.

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Sunday, November 11, 2012

One Single Impression: Struggle

Struggle

My struggle is not
with the world, it is within
Deeper than within,
not with demons or people
My struggle is not
with them, it is purely me

A contradiction
hereby looms, had I been pure
no trouble would be
Troubles I have, I have sin
Though Jesus has saved
clearly my will vies with His

Pay Devil my dues?
Could becoming a monk help?
Live on the mountain
pray every day all day long?
Come close to the Lord
surely He'd purify me

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Photo and Poem Copyright
©2012 Jimmiehov

All Rights Reserved

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The church we visited here was on the main drag Dubrovnik, Croatia.  I cannot tell you the name or its exact location without looking at my guide book which is currently out of pocket.
This week's prompt, struggle, was suggested by Viv of Vivinfrance's Blog
Find more poems using ''struggle" prompt word at
One Single Impression
Posted fr Real Toads  Open Link Monday 

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Friday, April 21, 2023

April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 21 -- and "Time" for a Write for Friday Writings


        Keeping Time

It has been said, “time affects all things”
Between you and me that's all hooey   
I have "time" in the house most every room 
Micky Mouse, digital, wall, and stove 

Seems every "time" I need my flashlight 
I have to find it, no place of it's own 
Songs like "time", they make use several "times"
"You picked a fine "time" to leave me," Lucy 

Lunch "time" is the best, my mom comes to mind, 
"Have fireman lunch today, dessert first" 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Rommy at the Friday  Writings #73  at  
  - I am linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poem Writing Month, for writing Day 21. You can see the instructions and will be able to read others' writings there at  
 - Magaly/Rommy has asked us to "find (writing) inspiration in the phrase “time affects all things”"
 - The bottom clock is in Dubrovnik, Croatia and the Hall Clock above is ours, old English, 1800s, we have clocks in most every room.  
 -These are our collector clocks, 
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