Poetry by Jim: déjà vu

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Poetry by Jim: déjà vu.

the caller ID
screamed out her name
I shivered with joy
did she feel the same

he’s hurt she said
her brother she meant
please come and help
my fears won’t relent

I rushed to her aid
not knowing the plight
she pointed that way
too familiar the sight

I stepped to his form
I saw pale as a bone
I thought I’d be brave
I reached for my phone

A twenty five in his ear
a really good friend
little blood this time
not like my kin

déjà vu I did feel
before was my brother
mom called me then
now it’s another

surprised I was not
his pains were many
physically he hurt
and fervor was plenty

she trembled with shock
she couldn’t communicate
she couldn’t even murmur
she thought am I awake

he sat without motion
his name was Mike
he’ll never smile again
he looked ghostlike

call turned from pleasure
to pain and despair
I look at her now
still a nightmare

by Jim McDonald

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Stock photo of a 25 caliber pistol

Interesting: Calling all cooks, chili

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Interesting: Calling all cooks, chili

 

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I bought this cockpot last week at a thrift store for $6.96. I put the salt shaker in the picture so you can determine the size of my cockpot. What size do you think it is?

 

My next project will be Chili. I will shop for the ingredients tomorrow (Sunday) and cook it tomorrow night. I already have 2.25 pounds of burger and I want it spicy, good and spicy.

 

What I want from All of you; is to tell me how to make it. I know I can call my son (who is a great cook and I will call, text or tag him), ask some friends or Google it (actually I already Goggled it), please give me your personal recipes for my enjoyment. 😊

 

I want as many of your choice tidbits as possible, so I can mish-mash some of them and eventually have my own.

 

Note: When my son, Billy, was eight he told me, “Dad we don’t like your cooking.” I’m not sure, but I think I laughed. What did happen for sure though, I bought my oldest son, Jamie, a cook book. He has become an excellent cook and I have enjoyed his dishes for years. That was one of the best books I have ever purchased excluding scripture of course.

 

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Your three words, my little story
Raymond’s words: wang, succulent and riffraff

 

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Brownsville PA

 

Fridays were their nights to go out dancing and leave the kids home with the sitter. With out fail, he always told the sitter, “We’ll be back at 12:30.”

 

Not only did they enjoy going to the bar called, ‘Let’s WANG Chung Tonight’, they also went for pizza afterwards. Both of these establishments were close to each other, on the east side of the park.

 

They normally danced to ten, then ate and relaxed next door till midnight. Afterwards they took the long way home, while strolling hand and hand through the park. Their single family home was located in what’s known as, ‘Points West’.

 

If they took a more direct route, it would take them by the town’s RIFFRAFF at the ‘Wall’, which was located on the north end of the park. People of Sloan steered clear of the long haired, pot smoking, bumper drinking teens, but the hippies never bothered anyone or anything, so most people let them be.

 

After the couple made it home, he would walk the sitter next door, before they closed the night out their special dessert. The wife would say, “Sometimes this is my favorite part of the night.”

 

“Me too.”

 

The treat was a dish invented by the wife. It layered out; with partially over ripe strawberries on the bottom, a layer of vanilla pudding, vanilla wafer cookies, bananas, more pudding, more wafers, kiwi, more pudding, more wafers and topped with whipped cream. Sometimes it was baked for a short period of time, but most times not.

 

After eating a bowl of the SUCCULENT dish they had no choice, but to fall asleep in each other’s arms.

 

Interesting: Calling all cooks, pinto beans

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Interesting: Calling all cooks, pinto beans

 

I have two bags of pinto beans, a shank ham bone and some ham fat. I want to slow cook them.

 

Looking for: what food to add, what spices to add, temperature and times on the different temperatures.

 

I can probably cut chunks of ham and put them in there too. What do you guys think?

 

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These beans are two years old, does that make a difference?

 

Update: back burner switch

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Update: back burner switch

 

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Taken July 21, 2016, in a hat I bought for six dollars at a thrift store.

 

I started this blog site, From my Head to Yours, at the urging of several reasons; to learn how to allocate time to write on a daily basis, maybe get my name out there a little and to practice my new craft.

 

When I started it, I put my novel on the back burner. I have decided it’s time to get back to my soon to be best seller 😊 and put the blog on the back burner.

 

However, I’m still going to continue with my short stories, but not everyday. The postings will drop back to 2 or 3 a week. I thoroughly enjoy my interactions with everyone here and love writing. When I finish my prose I will return in earnest.

 

My novel is fashioned after my published short story Family Doctor.

 

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My eyeball in 2015, taken by my optometrist.