Some Ladies in My Life - a Poem of some come to mind

To the ladies I have known

Some for a day 

others seemed and hoped forever. 

I've changes your names, 

to "protect the innocent " 

(There are others, these fit for me the 

prompt photos given for my poem today)

Painting by Richard Burlet “Woman in Blue” 

My first steady girl friend 

Earline, a very fancy girl 

came from a farm but then 

lived in the YWCA 

Curfew at Eleven PM 

cut out of foolishness 

After eleven the cruise gang 

was just beginning to 

take the streets 

We dated for about a year 

Mrs. Farmer lived downstairs 

She'd covered her back patio 

made extra room 

for her niece who lived with 

Mrs. F was my landlady  

didn't mind my oddities 

The niece left for Israel to live 

I moved closer to my work 

I never saw Mrs. Farmer 

or her niece again 

National Geographic 1959 Inuit boy, Alaska 

Made coffee the boss and more 

Bets liked me a lot, a fun girl 

came to visit me a lot too 

We'd go for motorcycle rides 

Never serious body closeness 

One day after lunch, 

a going way party for a fellow,

we didn't come back to work that day 

Her husband was off to war 

she left our work when he came back  

Bees near her bonnet--didn't let them in 

I called her my Hippie Friend 

barefoot, straggly blond hair 

cutoff jeans, bicycle at the stairs 

yellow dog waiting there for her 

Smart as a whip, "A" in calculous 

studied it in English class, back class row 

For "Contemporary Economics" class 

built a sidewalk for underprivileged school kids 

we took my VW Bug way up north 

Three of my lady friends 

each married a buddy of mine  

Angel was fancy, like fancy parties 

she invited me to escort her one night 

Houston Rodeo Kick Off Party, 

at the Coliseum guest ball room 

Helena married my race car driver bud,  

her sister Irene and I sat in the back seat 

the night before her wedding, 

her fiancé was driving

Mrs. Jim I married years and years ago 

Though there were a few others, 

my foolishness was over, parked my motorcycle 

when she was of child 

I love her dearly, she the 

dearest real love ever one could find 

She found me at a singles supper 

that our apartment landlady was giving 

We didn't know each other before 

and I was not supposed to be there 

It was the first night of my night class 

but the prof took role and apologized 

He let us go home--my Buddy Mike and his lady friend 

had saved me a plate, saying "Jim might come"

I came and the 

rest was history 

[click on photo for larger view, click once or twice]
[We were ready to depart from Aukland, NZ]

 - Bottom Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2013 and 2023 respectfully, All Rights Reserved 

 - The rest of photos are the ones that Carrie , hosting, has chosen for inspiration for us to write, at the Sunday Muse #242, I decided to choose every one of them,  

https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/2023/01/sunday-muse-242.html 

 - I am also posting it one of my other blogs, "To All the Girls . . . " at  

  https://jimmielife1.blogspot.com/ 

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