Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #10. Use GROWING UP/Mature as your inspiration this week.

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© willowdot21 my grandsons.

When reaching for the wild blue yonder edged in gold and silver
Our children, like flowers flourish and mature with our love and care.
Growing up is never easy but it’s as old as nature.

THIS IS PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY SIJO

Throwback Thursday, Discovering Your Musical Tastes.

Maggie is at the helm today. We are back to our usual groove with lots of things to think about. Hop on over to Maggie’s post to read all the guidelines, questions, and ways to join in. Don’t forget To check out Lauren’s post too.

This week’s prompt is: Discovering Your Musical Taste.

What music were you exposed to in your family – genre, artist, or style.
Music in our childhood home was very eclectic because there were so many of us!
Mum and Dad though both deaf could still apricate music…. It was very loud so we all endured or enjoyed it! Dad loved opera especially Kathleen Ferrier . Mum loved show music, South Pacific, Oklahoma and Carousel. Brothers and sisters loved, Pat Boon, Frank Iflield, Dusty Springfield, Bobby Vee, Buddy Holly, Adam Faith, Jonny Mathis, Helen Shipiro ect.

Loved Adam Faith.


Did you enjoy that type of music or did you rebel against it?
So, so, love Buddy Holly, Adam Faith in fact all my siblings music, it took years to stop rebelling and finally appreciate classical and opera!
How did you listen to music in your childhood home? Radio? Record player? Television?
Radio mainly, Radio Luxembourg and pirate radio, and our old Dansette record player eventually T.V.
Did you buy records, tapes, cassettes, 8-tracks or CDs?
Started off with records and moved with the times. First record bought was Come On by the Rolling Stones.


What performers were you drawn to most as an adolescent?
The Rolling Stones, The Monkeys, The Hollies, Beach Boys, Adam Faith, zombies, well everyone really!
Who did you go to see for your first concert?
The Rolling Stones and the Yardbirds. It was at the Albert Hall London.

Who did you go with?
I went with a neighbour’s son . It was my 13th birthday, my parents bought two tickets and asked their friend’s son to chaperone me. He was very nice, liked both groups so it was win, win 😁

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What concert has been your favorite concert to date?
That first one really though there have been others.
When do you listen to music?
Whenever I can.
In the car?
Yes.
At work?
Yes when I first started work as a widow dresser in a boutique, there was always music. I am retired now.
While studying or doing projects?
Yes 💜
Did the music you listened to affect your attitudes, way of dress, or view of the world?
Yes I think it did and it still does.
How has your choice of music changed over the years?
Not a great deal because I still have an eclectic taste.
What is your genre of choice at this phase of your life?
Almost anything! Imogen Heap, Queen, Alanis Morrisette, Tori Amos,
Bonus Question: What band or group posters did you have hanging in your room?
Rolling Stones, Yardbirds, Monkeys, Small Faces.
Extra extra bonus points if you can share a copy of it or a link to it.

EXTRA EXTRA BONUS: Care to share a playlist from Spotify?
I am not doing Spotify at the moment 💜

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 7, 2022

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

It’s Saturday again and it’s time for SoCs. Our prompt arrived yesterday and it’s a strange one. LindaGHill’s said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a phrase you grew up with.” Include in your post a phrase your mom/dad/grandparent/sibling used all the time when you were growing up, or just write whatever inspires you based on that phrase. Enjoy!

“It will be a pigs foot in the morning” or “I’ll give you a biff on the boko”

When I was growing up if ever someone in the family hurt themslves and Dad was around he would tend to our injuy and then tell us ” It will be a pigs foot in the morning” I have to admit for first few years of my life I was worried about pigs trotters growing all over my body! Of course it never happened!

Another of Dad’s favourite sayings was if we had any moans about people or ifwe had committed a minor misdemeanor he’d say ” I’ll give you/ them a Biff on the Boko” another nonsensical saying. I had no idea where it comes from. I looked Biff on the Boko up in Google and discovered Boko means nose.

If Mum was getting to the end of her tether she would say, “Jesus, Mary and Joseph” these words meant everyone back off and behave. Mum had lots of sayings I shall list a few here!

Never cast a clout till may is out!

Blue and green should never be seen unless there’s something inbetween.

The angles are playing skittles . When there was thunder.

There was so many I will not go on. But one saying they both had in common was ” We’ll see ” or “God willing” used went for one reason or another the requested was unlikely to come to fruition. Also “God bless your tummy” when we ate, too much too little or something unusual. Oh! of course the old favourites “your not having pudding until you finish your dinner ” “your not leaving the table until you clear your plate” ” There are millions starving in Africa ” …mind you neither Mum nor Dad could name any!

There are many more but I going to finish now because time and tide waits for no one!

Lets finish with a song about growing up from my favourite Immie.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 375 PEACH and Fuzz.

Photo by Berke Araklu0131 on Pexels.com

chin smooth a peach
the teen years bring gentle fuzz
don’t use harsh razors
there’s time enough for stubble
the urge to age breeds trouble.

A Tanka for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Saturday Stream Of Consciousness : Ike had a trike.

Badge by: Doobster @ Mindful Digressions

 

This post is part of Linda G Hill’s “Stream of Consciousness Saturday”  — Click and read, click and join in! Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “ke.”  Use the letter combination at the beginning, in the middle, or at the end of the word you choose to base your post on. Heck, make up your own word if you’d like! Enjoy!

 

Ike had a trike

Ike had  a  trike   that  he liked

His  mum said, “Ike  it  is  time  you learned  to ride a bike”

Poor  Ike  did  not  want  to  give up  his  trike

He  stomped and  screamed  and  bawled  like a tike!

 

Mum persisted, because  that was what  she was like

Pushing  Ike  towards  riding  a  bike not  a trike

Poor  Ike was no  match  for his Mum and  the fight for  the bike

So  he  gave in and  graduated  from a trike he liked  to a bike!

 

Ike  grew up, and  for mum  he  rode his bike

But  the  bike  was  never  what  he  really  liked.

Though it  was a long  hike  our  Ike  saved up  for what  he liked

And now  our  happy Ike  dumped  his bike  for a trike.

Ike had a trike that he liked !

 

 

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