Wednesday, April 24, 2024

A Short Ode - a Write for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 24



Ode to an Injured Wild Rabbit

"Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie, O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!" 

You've just read in British the first sentence of a John Burns very famous poem It is "Ode to a Mouse".  Poor mouse had been 
partially plowed under a farmer's plow blade 

I will continue this write with his first sentence in mind 

Oh small animal, I am so sorry, this trap wasn't meant for you. Rather for rats running wild. My children made a good find and had brought you to our house. Now we'll get you fixed up, clean, bandage, and splint that bloody leg.  

If you have babies at home I hope and pray that Daddy Bunny will care for them and feed them well. 

The people who set that trap in our hay field should be ashamed and feel sorry for you.  They are poachers breaking the law.
 
I'm hoping with you that the vet will fix you maybe so that you can soon go home, walking again. 
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  - Writing Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 24 
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Tuesday, April 23, 2024

Happy Me - a Poem for dVerse Poetics

 


    Happy Fellow 

I am happy happy 
Most of the time that way 
Have a smile on my face 
even more than that 

What makes me so happy 
Say because I was born 
I didn't have to be 
Who said "we don't like kids" 

My father wanted me 
I milked cows and did chores 
And so did my mother 
A happy companion 

Grandpa named me Smiley 
cause I smiled all the time 
Happy to be with him 
I was Grandma's pet too 

When I grew up, married 
had a happy marriage 
Even when we divorced 
free, happy then, three years 

Met a new wife for me 
Right away I liked her 
and she liked me also 
She's happy pioneer 

Now that I'm old and gray 
I'm happy even if 
Even if one cripples 
Even if one lives no more 

Fifty-one together 
Makes me happy hearing 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photo by Louis Wain is a photo copy enhanced by me  
 - I am linked with Melissa Lemay of dVerse Poetics,
- Click here to read others who heeded the warning, "do mention the word cats"

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Dick Tracy, hero in the Comics - a poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 23


[My Dick Tracy 80 year old camera,
(vase behind) Bought mail order Chicago]

    Dick Tracy

A ten year old's hero 
Found out about him 
from a clandestine comic 
Dick Tracy, super detective 

Found the comic book 
at a cousin's home, fell 
in love with the 'dick' 
Cousin said, it is yours now 

Tucked it in his trousers 
his mom detested comic books 
At home he hid it in the 
hayloft away from Mom 

Could have been with his 
cigarettes, they too "found" 
Strange what an uncle keeps
in his glove compartment 

If you're not knowing of Dick 
Tracy, he was a plainclothes 
detective on the police force, 
solving the unsolvable crimes 

That was in the 1940s--soon  
more exciting things going on 
Like war, games, fighter planes 
and bombers, Marines and so on 

Then he found Dick Tracy again, 
In the comic strips from paper 
That too, now legal with Mom 
But lost interest anyway 

All was left is his Dick Tracy 
camera and some memories 

Click on picture for larger size viewing 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - Photo, photocopy of (URL) on my computer from Bing search 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 23 (URL)
where the writing prompt was "Super Heroes".  I am the 10-year-old boy in the writing--some readers will assume that but I wanted it way.
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Monday, April 22, 2024

Cat stuff - NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 22

 
        [Our Daughter's Russian Blue cat]


   Cat Fight

Hey diddle doddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
They had a big fight, 
The cat won out, 
The fiddle had a black eye 

The cow quit giving milk, 
The moon cried big tears, 
The little dog laughed no more, 
The dish leaked to the press, 
And the silver spoon sold tickets 
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 - Photo and Poem Adaptation Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 22, 
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Sunday, April 21, 2024

Blue is Calling - a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 21

 


    The Blue Room 

The Blue Room, dread of high school kids 
The Blue Room, what can matter be 
The Blue Room, did your school have one 
The Blue Room, don't remember one 
The Blue Room, anger cooling place  

The Blue Room, who was married there 
The Blue Room, U.S. Capitol
The Blue Room, Grover Cleveland did 
The Blue Room, to Frances Folsom 
The Blue Room, one to remember 

The Blue Room, you ever had one 
The Blue Room, two bedrooms here 
The Blue Room, had one painted blue 
The Blue Room, moved to other  
The Blue Room, helps calm as we sleep 

The Blue Room, ought get you one 

* Note:  The Blue Room in the United States Capital (building) is the famed "Oval Office" where many important dignities have had a visit with the U.S. President.  More and photos, click here
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 21, prompt today, they’d like to challenge you to write a poem that repeats or focuses on a single color. 
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Saturday, April 20, 2024

WW II - a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 20

 

Lockheed P-38 - U.S. Army Air Aircraft 

My WW II Hero 

He was just a boy 
when he enlisted 
Mother and Father 
had to sign for him 
At age seventeen 
he was in Flight School 

And at eighteen was 
making bombing runs 
Flying from Afri-
ca to Italy 
Solo dropping bombs 
on German strongholds 

Early December 
it was his last run 
Downed by enemy's 
antiaircraft guns 
And killed in his own 
dropping parachute 

Body was buried 
by Italian priest 
Later was exhumed 
moved to New Orleans 
There rests peacefully 
may he rest in peace 

Baby sister born 
January first 
She never got to 
know him, her brother 
Lady now, he's her 
World War Two hero 

                     Hero gave his all 
His Sister so proud, as me 
His Brother-in-law 
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  - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
  - Photo from Bing search (URL)
  - I am linked with  NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 20 ,
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Friday, April 19, 2024

The B Man - a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 19

     
[photo courtesy of Bing Search (URL)]
   
    
   Boogie Man Commeth 

The Boogie Man might be here 
She looks under her bed 
That Boogie Man haunts her 
Whether or not he might be there 

All started the day I told her 
I meant no harm, just let her know 
Know and thing about the man 
Didn't say he wasn't real 

And now, things have changed 
The Boogie Man is there 
That Boogie Man hunts her 
Under her bed, waiting 

All started the day I told her 
I meant no harm, just let her know 
He hides when she looks under bed 
He chases her all around

Hunting her until both are tired 
She never lets him catch him 
The both go to sleep 
I wonder, does he really want 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 19, prompt today, "What are you haunted by, or what haunts you? Write a poem responding to this question. Then change the word haunt to hunt."  
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Thursday, April 18, 2024

Open Doors -- a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 18

    Door Openings for Me 

I grew up knowing and hoping 
Knowing I could become something 
Born with a wrench in my right hand 
Had mechanical aptitude 

Broken clocks I'd take tic-toc out 
They then became wind up motors 
Became motors for my toys my small toys 
Could I become an engineer 

Poor but doors began to open 
Was surprised with a scholarship 
Was for the University 
Hadn't planned going to college 

Doors had opened, learned to play chess 
Squandering time, was good at chess 
Could beat the city champ in chess 
My grades demanded I drop out 

The doors opened again for me 
Factory job awaited for me 
Wrench retrieved so worked myself up 
Setup man for sixteen women 

Next door was the U.S. Army 
Their school for me, electronics 
Forty-three weeks later, third in class 
Five years later, discharge door now 

Nineteen more years, used army skills 
Aerospace Engineer's door  
Finished college, taught part time 
College offered job, I took 

Through that new door, I liked job 
Now Doctor Jim, Professor 
Then twenty-two year later 
Became Doctor Jim, retired 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 18  with "challenge you to write a poem in which the speaker expresses the desire to be someone or something else, and explains why" 
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Wednesday, April 17, 2024

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  
   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 
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Tuesday, April 16, 2024

For Isle of Man

 






Unspeakable-- a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 16

    Getting Worse 

His rash was unspeakable 
In places we never want 
Bad chafe initiated 
His underwear went unworn 

He didn't see his doctor, 
a woman, he was bashful 
Oh dear, it was getting worse, 
every day.  Now it hurts 

Medicine he had was old 
And the rats in the barn 
 had longer tails 
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 - No Photo, Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day Sixteen 
 - I think I am on prompt today; you can be a judge.  ". . . here’s today’s (optional) prompt, taken from our 2016 archives. Today, we challenge you to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does. The “surprise” ending to this James Wright poem is a good illustration of the effect we’re hoping you’ll achieve. An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details."
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Monday, April 15, 2024

- a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 15

 
                   [click on picture for larger viewing]

    Favorite Stamp 

Elephants flooding the mail 
There's stamps and then there's stamps 
U.S. Postal stamps I have 
Sheets I bought two years ago

I liked them a lot on sight 
They are my favorites now 
Two of the beasts on each stamp 
Helped to save the elephant 

I bought every one there was 
The Post office almost cried 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked to NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 15
*Note: "The Elephants Forever stamp was issued by the United States Postal Service (USPS) on August 12, 202212. This delightful stamp features a fanciful, digital illustration of an elephant interacting with its young calf, capturing the affectionate nature of these beloved animals. The design also includes two stylized plants and a bright orange sun, adding whimsy and color to the stamp. Artist Rafael López created the original art, and Derry Noyes served as the art director for this heartwarming depiction of elephants. 🐘🌞

The first-day-of-issue event for the Elephants stamp was held at The Elephant Discovery Center in Hohenwald, TN1. It’s wonderful to see these majestic creatures celebrated through this lighthearted and playful stamp! 💌🐘

!Elephants Stamp" (source: an extra info by Bing search, "'when did the us postal elephant stamp come out")

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Sunday, April 14, 2024

Flowers to Moons and Stars -- a Poem fot NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 14

   
   If's; an anaphora form poem 

If roses were pink and 
If violets were purple 
If angels had wings and 
If the Devil had horns 
If the moon pulls down his pants and 
If all the "stars" were afire 

Then what we say would be true but 
We are not, no way.  So then 
Everyone knows, and 
Nobody cares 
Thats not a lie.  It 
Suits me
(I'm not wearing a "suit",   
That "fits" me. And 
I "quit" . . . )




Flowers that are blooming today in our backyard.  The Canna Lilies had one blossom but wanted to wait for a bit to have some more; it will bloom until the next freeze.
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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, 
Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked to NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 14, here 
    where we were asked to, optional, write an anaphora form poem  
 - Click here to read all my poems, mostly for NaPoWriMo as of late 
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Saturday, April 13, 2024

At the Sign - a Poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day Thirteen

 


        Sidewalk Closed 

"Sidewalk Closed," that's what the sign said 
No other words, there's just those two 
'Twas abrupt, a slap in the face 
A traffic jam in the morning 

Runners piling up, a big heap 
Like falling dominoes, pile grows 
One body upon another falling 
Straight line not one falls to the side 

Call the cops before someone's hurt 
Laughing because there's nothing else 
The sides are mud, a sticky mess 
Puddles too would get in their shoes 

Get up and turn back nothing else 
Nothing else to do--laugh it off 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day Thirteen
    not following the prompt today, I am reading signs from my car
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Friday, April 12, 2024

a "Tall Tail"? -- a poem for NaPoWriMo 2024 Day Twelve

 


      Jimmie Boy 
 
Jimmie Boy was born an orphan 
In the nursery for newborns 
He was saying Mama, Dadad 
As if he knew was supposed to 

Supposed to have like others 
Others had mothers to feed them 
Daddies to teach the alphabet 
Someone had told him right after 

Right after he was born without  
They'd been killed in car accident 
But 'twas no accident.  Careless 
The other guy had been drinking 
 
The nurse had told him right away 
Jimmie Boy was a fast learner 
Luck, fostered by geniuses 
In school, first grade when he was two 

That didn't work, he knew it all 
All they could teach so had home school 
Graduated when he was ten 

What could, no would, his future hold 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2024, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2024 Day Twelve, here
    where were presented with an optional prompt idea of writing a "Tall tale".   
    If my poem is tall enough, then I satisfied the prompt?  
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