Tuesday, June 20, 2023

These things make the Mrs. Happy -- A Poem for dVerse Poetics Day

Mrs. Jim at the school--for Grandparents Day 2015 
[grammar school, KP now starts High School in August]

     Things that make the Mrs. Happy

I asked my wife to tell me SOME things 
Gave her little pad and a pen 
and asked her to give me a list 
"a list of things that make me happy" 

Was I surprised?  Was I? 
Well, not exactly, they were all things,  
things that I DO now, Me.  
I am so very privileged, 

That list alone makes me happy and
I am glad that I faired fairly well 
I'm going to show you the list now 
p.s. if she thought of some more just tell 

(an Aside:  When I first started writing 
my other blog, one of the things I told 
my readers was that I gave my wife 
an ANUAL EVALUTATION. Woo Hoo

Here is her list:
 - Time together 
 - Walks 
 - Cuddling at night and good night kisses 
 - Remembering over fun things, or times
    we enjoyed together 
 - Courtesy of a gentleman 
 - Helping to make up bed in the morning 
 - Watching TV of show we both like 
Wasn't that nice, she had decided to involve 
me with everyone--I hope she didn't  
misunderstand that just list SOME THINGS 

You can tell that number one on her list 
is the very first thing that she listed, "together"
All the other fit it well, her saying since 
COVID came along, "We are joined at the Hip"

Which are my THREE FAVORITES of these?  Any one 
could be, I enjoy our walks the most, we have 
a pleasant parklike place to walk complete with 
paved walking trails, streams, water throughout 

with ducks, cranes, and birds of all sorts.  And 
then there's the turtles and walking bridges, lots 
of trees, small playgrounds with swings and slides 
along the way.  And of course, WE TALK. 

Next I'll tell of the making of the bed 
Generally one of us gets up first, that person 
starts the coffee if she or I think the other might 
arise fairly soon.  IF SO, that person last up MAKES. 

(p.s.  Some times the first up gets up at a terribly 
early time.  I generally make a cup of hot chocolate 
and a piece of raisin bread with creme cheese and 
strawberry jam to tide me over until coffee time 
She makes hot chocolate with a graham cracker 
and perhaps some peanut butter 

and the Third HAS TO BE cuddling and stuff 
I wasn't told the birds and bees from my parents 
I learned it all in high school and perhaps a little of 
what comes naturally and morally around a girl with 
mutual likes 

That started in the first grade, we didn't have
kindergarten, when the other girl in first grade 
invited me to sit down in the storm cellar steps 
Well, the Mrs. and I have very mutual likes!!!

I love my wife dearly, I pray to for my life to 
be as long calendar wise as hers, I'm sad and almost tear 
to think it won't 
We are old 


All this and more walking trails are 
within three-mile radius our home:







Pictures if we walk to the east of our house 
Cinco Ranch, Katy, Texas.  They are for flood
water retention, we can walk to the west, north, 
or south also [click picture for larger size]
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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2015 and 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with in Sara [ in ]Poetics
 Poetics at dVerse Poetics, for her prompt, she did also allow for us to write our own wishes or of someone else's -- I chose Mrs. Jim's 
 - Click here to read what others have written 
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Sunday, April 02, 2023

April -- NaPoWriMo 2023 Day 02 -- a "What is This" Write using a Word List

 

The White Queen
Under Bridge with Dick and Harry
Black Friday
 
Photo and Spine Poem are Copyright
© 2015 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved
 
On August 4, 2015, I had this linked with Marian at the The Tuesday Platform
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My write for the day, April 2, 2023:

      What is this? 

What is a Song?
    It's a tune waiting to be murdered 
    by a guy like me who cannot sing 
    but he tries--utter flop 

What is an Owl
    An owl is a funny bird who can't 
    sleep at night, partly because 
    he has four dimensions of color 
    spectrum vision that keeps him awake 

What is an Oyster? 

    Its a little sea monster who's afraid 
    to come out of its shell; it only 
    does that when it is dying and 
    ready to be cooked or eaten raw 

What is the Fog

    It's a condition of the brain so
    that the one who's in it acts silly
    goofy and cannot think straight

What is a Ghost?
    It's a person who dresses in a white 
    sheet at Halloween time; he tries 
    to scare old ladies and little kids 

and a bonus,

What is a Quahog
    A Quahog is a word that I didn't 
    know the meaning of until I sicced 
    my Search Engine on it
    You can find it out also, just click here 
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 - Photo and Poem, Copyright,  jimmhehov 2015 and 2023 respectiverly, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo, National Poem Writing Month, for writing of five to ten of the words listed below.  You can see the instructions and will be able to read others' writings there at  

My word list was:
owl          generator      fog      river      clove      miracle      cyclops     oyster     mercurial     seaweed     gutter         artillery     salt      elusive      thunder      ghost      acorn      cheese      longing      cowbird     truffle     quahog         song 

Note: 
The dictionary pictured in this Spine Poem is 110 years old and had belonged to my father. We were in the process of moving and I was about to throw it away. I had been keeping it because I thought it was the one Dad 'corrected', by changing the pronunciation of Hostess to utilize a soft "O" that he had penned in. My mother would always be very upset at him and his, 'whatever' whenever he would bring this up. 

Now come to find out after my saving this dictionary for several years after Dad died (2009 at age 97) that this it is not the one he had changed. Bummer, so I had thought that I would throw it out even if it was published in 1913, making it 110 years old. A 'Spine Poem" makes a poem using the words of spines of books. Here I used some liberty in using a similar sounding but different meaning of the middle book in my stack.  You can see more of my Spine Poems by clicking here
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Tuesday, October 18, 2022

My Moon -- a Poem for dVerse Poetics Nights


    It's My Moon Tonight

The moon, my moon 
It's time for the Hunter's Blood Moon 
When full like that, 
red and bloody and very full 

My time, my moon 
Come Hunter's Blood Moon, fangs are out 
I hunt and hunt 
Hunt, a lady just right for me 

Look my way please  
Lady you are my kind tonight 
your lovely neck 
I'll bite your neck and draw red blood 

Biting ladies 
Then drawing me some hot red blood 
That makes me howl 
Howl at the moon and bite some more 

Biting howling 
Hunter's Blood Moon, Hunter's lady

Our Moon Tonight 
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 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with   for the Moon Photo at dVerse Poetic write night, to write with a word from her type moon list, I chose Hunter's and Blood   
 - Click here to find others who have accepted Sarah's challenge 
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Friday, August 19, 2022

Don't Dos a Few - a List Writing (of sorts) for Friday Writings

The older we're getting the more lists we should make 
Top of the List of Lists would be our grocery list 
The older we're getting the more we will forget 
The lists tend to remind carry them where you go 

I've Quit 

People growing older and older 
Then items disappear from our list 
We even name that list, "Bucket List"
It means that when we kick the bucket 
Those things we want to have accomplished 
List shows those and things I've quite doing 

 

a. Dropped from my Bucket List was to touch the South Pole 

b. Dropped off my Bucket List was to replace my pet that died

c. Don't smoke anymore, been 47 years 

d. Don't drink alcohol, maybe a glass of wine socially 

e. Don't teach Sunday Bible School anymore 

f. Don't have my motorcycles anymore 

g. Don't drive much at night, especially on major highways in town

h. Don't drive so fast, for sure not over 100 mph for very long, hardly over eighty's my top now 

i. Don't eat so much fatty foods and carbs 

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Revived 
 - Photos Copyright Jimmiehov 2006 as marked and 2011 Here
 - I am linked with Magaly for the prompt idea at The Friday Writings #40, at 
 - Magaly has invited us "to write poetry or prose that includes a list—of things we love, of things we hate, of things we want, of things we’ve lost, of people we miss… of anything we wish."  I chose "Things I don't do or want anymore."  There are more but still boring!
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Wednesday, April 20, 2022

Rose(s) -- NaPoWriMo Day Twenty


Roses I have known 

They line the esplanades of our city 
Red, all red they are--knockouts the faves 
In our parks, gardens, backyards there're blooming 
I like the ones we have, knockouts also 

There's a different rose that I know--Rose 
Dear friend for life, Rose, known for years and years  

Absolutely Fabulous all- Roses  
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved (photo is a of one of the three rose beds in our backyard) 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo Day Twentyhttps://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-9/  .  The promp was a rebellious food, for sure I'd puke if I tried digesting any of my roses.   Maybe tomorrow. 

 - Our prompt:  Choose one—or more–of the names from the list below and use it in your poem OR as a title for your poem. Just to be clear, you can write in any style or form, and the poems do not have to be about roses or flowers. Have fun! I can’t wait to see what you come up with.  
The List: 
'Absent Friends; Absolutely Fabulous; A Whiter Shade of Pale; Bobby Dazzler; Boule de Neige; Julia’s Kiss; Leaping Salmon; Pretty Jessica; Purple Tiger; Sylvia; Twice in a Blue Moon; and 'A list of Country Garden Roses.'  
Perhaps one of the most famous poems about roses is this one by Robert Burns. 
A Red, Red Rose 
BY ROBERT BURNS 
"O my Luve is like a red, red rose 
That’s newly sprung in June; 
O my Luve is like the melody 
That’s sweetly played in tune. . . '" 
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Friday, April 15, 2022

Dolls and Toys -- NaPoWriM 2022 Day Fifteen



    Be My Paper Doll 

Boys have toys 
That's well known 
And when they grow older  
some they still own 
I don't mean their Porsches 
and electronics 

Ones they might keep for play 
like down on the floor or 
up on a table top 
While others are keepsakes 
of which they never play 

So now I'll tell of mine 
Some I still have some are 
out in a grove 
Like my steel wheelbarrow wheel, 
or rusting behind a barn 
Others were only in my mind 
though I never owned 
That would be the electric train 
I found every Christmas time 
It stays in the store or Sears catalog 
or on my cousin's shelf 

Teddy bears and trucks and cars 
Most every marble I've ever 
had resting in an old crank churn 
The tin monkey that knows 
his multiplication table through twelve 

Six Match Box cars on my dresser 
lined up ready to race and 
my gyroscope in its box  
A wooden box with my wood box and 
My Shirley Temple scrape book 
that Mom and I filled 
An old cast iron taxi my sister 
bought sort of like the one 
I had when small 
There's my Dick Tracy camera 
I'd ordered from Chicago 

And a few others I haven't told 

There's one I played with 
but never owned 
And NEVER WILL 
That's the paper dolls 
Ones like I played with 
while visiting my cousins 

I would cut out clothes for the dolls to wear 
When we ran out then we'd find some more in the Sears and Wards catalogs 
Doing all that was fun 

But now I've no desire for them 
No desire to even play 
let alone own 
There is an exception 
But still, I would be FAKING IT 
That's if a GRANDAUGHTER 
wanted me to play
Paper Dolls 

Oh yes, I forgot to tell of, 
my trusty Red Ryder BB Gun, 
it still shoots 
And my Snow Sled 
hanging on a garage wall, 
we have no snow in our 
Gulf Coast part of Texas 

[My dresser top -- Race Ready]
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 - Photos and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Fifteen for the prompt below, 
 - We were asked, like  "challenge you to write a poem about something you have absolutely no interest in."  That would be PAPER DOLLS.
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Thursday, January 27, 2022

Word List - Dithery

Dont be dithery 
when indecisive 
fills the bill better 

Tis like maundering,  
when squandering flakes 
clattering in snow

Gloomy haunted pomp 
suffers needlessly 

All papier-mache
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 - "Write" Copyright, Jimmiehov 2022, All Rights Reserved 
 - I'm linked with Shay for her Word List #10 choices from Wallace Steven's' poetry, http://fireblossom-wordgarden.blogspot.com/2022/01/word-garden-word-list-10-wallace-stevens.html?m=1
 - Shay's Word List #10: 
 blackbird;  book;  catastrophe;  chimera;  clattering;  dithery;  fragrance;  gloomy;  haunted;  lilacs;  mask;  maundering;  papier-mache;  police;  pomp;  postcard;  snow;  song;  suffers; and witching

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Wednesday, May 19, 2021

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 

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Tuesday, April 27, 2021

NaPoWriMo 2021 Day 27 -- Group Behavior

My 1955 Ford Crown Victoria (a 1:18 scale toy)


Twdt**; things we did then 


Things we bragged about way back then

Things we are sorry about now 

Things we never tell anyone 

Things, we could have been arrested 


Things I heard stars bragging about 

Things bad I heard them bragging on 

Things boldly carried through store doors 

Things, beer, for which  never they never paid 


Things obscene on tape bragged about 

Things dismissed vulgar locker room 

Things as boys or girls, might have done 

Things, shoplifting, initials carved 


Things serious, joy rides stolen 

Things, panty raids, girls college dorms 

Things, midnight swims at country clubs 

Things, Saturday nights street racing 


Things we shouldn't have ever done 

Things our friends did, WE DID NOT DO 

Things our consciences kept us from 

Things WE WOULD NEVER WANT TO DO 


Things I did or else wished I'd done

Things you did do or wished you'd done 

Things of youth glad we didn't do   

Things others did, some went to jail  


Things naughty or nice, 

we did or did not, 

'life goes on' 

**I also coined a new 'initialism', "Twdt"; things we did then.

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 - Poem copyright, Jimmiehov2021,  All rights reserved 

 - I am linked with NaPoWriMo 2021 Day  27https://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-seven-7/ 

 - Recommended at the link above as an inspiration to write today,  "The Dictionary of Obscure Desires",    Perhaps, from there on page threehttps://www.dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com/page/3 , but NOT used as I found it after my write, 

 -  kuebiko n. a state of exhaustion inspired by an act of senseless violence, which forces you to revise your image of what can happen in this world—mending the fences of your expectations, weeding out invasive truths, cultivating the perennial good that’s buried under the surface—before propping yourself up in the middle of it like an old scarecrow, who’s bursting at the seams but powerless to do anything but stand there and watch.   

 - And I am attempting to write at least one poem a day for the National Poem Writing Month. Today is Day 27 of the 30, you can see my progress here, NaPoWriMo 2021


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