Poetry by Madi

This blog will be a collection of all the poems Mom and I wrote for Angel Sammy and Teddy's Thoroughly Poetic Thursday. You two Gingers have inspired us. We thank our Huggy Puggy friends Hazel and Mabel for the idea!!

Thursday, August 16, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Thursday #36

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.


Here is today's photo prompt
We thank Mom Pam for all the effort she puts into finding 
these lovely photos for us.





by Madi and Mom

Seed Spittin' 

Mellons are yummy
 juicy and fruity
They delight my tummy.
When I find a seed,I turn into a monkey. 
My manners are no longer mild.
I go crazy and wild , 
I work up a powerful oral force.
With mach speed
I spit it as far as I can.
Where it goes no one knows.



by Madi
Don't eat seeds, they will make you wheeeeeez 
If you swallow them, your tummy will sprout weeds
Spit them out far.
Just remember don't aim at heads. 
ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE IN A CAR.

Thursday, August 9, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday #35

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.


Here is today's photo prompt
We thank Mom Pam for all the effort she puts into finding 
these lovely photos for us.




Memories of Stephen*
this title will be explained at the end.
by Madi and Mom

 No matter their size, be it small or tall 
Girls and boys of today
have toys galore to spark their imaginations.
Some can even be played with the on the floor.
Just when they think they need more,
they hear a slight pitter patter on door.
They run with mach speed to see who it could be.
Mother Nature has come calling!
With glee and speed
to the closet  they rush for slickers
and boots that come up the their knees.
Out into the rain they must go.
Calling their name are the puddles.
Their techie toys and space shuttles
are set aside.
This day their imaginations take hold
as they splash and dance with their
upside down friend until the day's end.


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Mom here:  This picture reminded me of a young boy we knew back in 1970, when we moved into our first home as husband and wife.
After settling in, we began to meet the neighbors.  We still speak of the Mackie family.  They had 2 young children Stephanie about 7 and Stephen about 4.
Stephen's mom told us he was fascinated with water and tires. She said not to be surprised
if we saw Stephen washing tires in the parking lot. She asked it it was okay he he washed ours.
We said it was fine. Evidently he was only allowed to wash times on certain cars and he could not go past the 1st speed bump in the parking lot. The tools of Stephen's obsession water were and endless supply of rags and a squirt bottle full of water.  Stephen was quite meticulous too.  He even washed tires in the rain and wore a yellow slicker.  I often wonder what profession he chose, car washer, tire salesman or maybe a fireman.

Thursday, August 2, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday #34

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.




Here is today's photo prompt
We thank Mom Pam for all the effort she puts into finding 
these lovely photos for us.

All Aboard
This is a true story about a dinner train my peeps took.
Mom remembers the refurbished Carolina Dinner Train looking very much like this too.



To ride the rails all the day long would be divine.
However, to dine in one like this was sublime.
In 2001 to Aberdeen (NC) the peeps did drive.
In about 90 minutes, they climbed aboard the Carolina Dinner Train 
around about five.
When 'all aboard' was called the atmosphere came alive.
Everyone eagerly found their table...ohhhhhing and ahhhhing 
over the lovely table settings.  
The aroma of dinner drifted from the galley making their tummies churn.
Bells, whistles and rattling rails added to the charm.
Lamps gave off an amber glow.
As food service began, time slowed down over the next three hours.
Fine dining was enhanced by an ever changing views as the
train wound its way through the small Sandhills towns.
A grand time was had, visions of times gone by formed in 
everyone's head. 

Thursday, July 26, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday #33

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.




Here is today's photo prompt
We thank Mom Pam for all the effort she puts into finding 
these lovely photos for us.



Tiny Dancer
by Madi(son) D Cat

When sissy was wee, around about three,
she told mom a tiny dancer I want to be.
She dreamed of tutu's and ballet shoes.
On her toes she wanted to stand. 
There were no classes for girls under four.
Within a few months Mom looked some more.
She found a dancing class with an open door.
Sissy's smile of glee brightened the room
As she danced and twirled and learned to "push the floor away",*
She learned poise and posture life's lessons galore.

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Note 1 from Mom:
Today's picture brought back likes of found memories of instructor.

The teacher was just the best she had all kinds of phrases that helped the younger children learn steps...one I remember, 
"pliĆ©s and push the floor away"  

Note 2 from Mom:
Some where in this house (I looked everywhere)
 I have a darling photo of Madi's Sissy
in her first dance recital photo.  The four and five year old ballerinas were
little mice.  Their costumes was precious light gray leotard with a mouse tail,
pink tutu, pink ballet slippers, and headbands that were mouse ears.

This might give you an idea.

Thursday, July 19, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday #32

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.




Here is today's photo prompt
We thank Mom Pam for all the effort she puts into finding 
these lovely photos for us.


Queen of the West
Long and sleek....
A chance to ride on her would make my heart skip a beat.
Through the water she glides leaving ripples in the tide.
Proud and strong she glides with ease.
Traveling on her would be sweet
About it, I might even Tweet.


Thursday, July 12, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday #31


Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.



Here is today's photo prompt


State Fair 
this is a true story

Every October the State Fair comes to town 
As a child, my excitement was hard to keep down
Ferris wheels, roller coasters and giant slides
Even a bearded lady was said to reside.
Food galore was everywhere
Hot dogs, cotton candy, and popcorn and so much more.
When you are five,
mixing, cotton candy and hot dogs is not advised
Within minutes my fun took a dive
Off to the first aid station they did drive
I broke out in the worst case of hives  
but thankfully I am still alive.

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Note: 
Since I had eaten many hot dogs in my five years, it was quickly determined
I was allergic to cotton candy or possible the dye in it.


Today's photo prompt
reminded me so much of a picture I have on our office wall. 
It was taken in ~1988 by one of my favorite Chemistry graduate students from France.
It was his first trip to the N. C. State Fair. This was way way before digital cameras.
All the pictures he took were with slides easy to travel with and develop.
When he showed me the photos he took, 
I loved the slide so much he turned it into a photo for me.


Thursday, July 5, 2018

Thoroughly Poetic Pictorial Thursday #30

Today we join Two  SPOILED CAT 
Angel Sammy and Teddy for their poetic pictorial poem.



Here is today's photo prompt

Simpler times: Late 50's
TVees were new and so small.
You had to nearly sit on top of them for any view.
A postage stamp was taller.
Come Friday Daddy got home early
He bellowed girlies get in the car. 
Off the the drive-in movies we went, it wasn't far.
No matter where you parked your view
was panoramic and fun was contagious from car to car.  
You had your own speaker right there on the window.
Best of all was a trip to the concession stand
for a bottle Pepsi,it was ice cold, popcorn and
hot dogs all on a tray to go.
Life was simpler by far....watching movies from your car.