Friday! Time for an American Hero! Today is:

 

Knowing your American Heroes

JAMES JIM BOWIE (1796-1836)

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James Bowie born in Kentucky
As he grew they called him Jim.
The style of knife he carried
Named the Bowie Knife after him.

Family moved to Missouri
Later to Louisiana.
There he would spend most of his life
Before meeting Santa Anna.

A frontiersman an explorer
He had gained a reputation.
People talked of his demeanor
Jim had gained much admiration.

Bowie loved to hunt and fish
Very popular with folklore.
Stories told of his adventures
Tales of his courage and much more.

He fought a bear with just his knife
And he hunted alligators.
Tamed wild horses with no fear
A true hero he’d show later.

Along with his brother Rezin
They both joined the State’s Militia.
Under Colonel Colman Martin
New Orleans was the arena.

When they arrived in New Orleans
Their company arrived too late.
Treaty of Ghent had been signed
They did take time to celebrate.

Before the Texas Revolution
He traveled to the Texas coast.
That’s where he met Jean Lafitte
Illegal money they made most.

All sorts of stories now were told
Of Jim Bowie and his adventures.
His famous search for silver mines
One of many of his venture’s.

During this time he had many fights
His fiery temper he had shown.
Brother Rezin made him a knife
A design of his very own.

Now-legendary Bowie Knife
He made the blade two inches wide.
And ten-and one-half inches long.
Jim wore it proudly at his side.

He married Ursula de Veramendi
In eighteen-hundred and thirty-one.
They settled in San Antonio
He would become a Texas son.

Jim commanded the Volunteers
While defending the Alamo.
For independence they fought brave
American heroes we all should know!

 

  AUTHOR NOTES*


James “Jim” Bowie was born on or about April 10, 1796. He died Match 6, 1836.
He was the child of Rezin Bowie and Elve Ap-Catesby Jones, who had previously settled in what is now called Catahoula Parish.
Bowie married Ursula de Veramendi (daughter of the Governor of the province of Texas) in 1831, and they settled in San Antonio. In September 1833, while Bowie was away in Natchez (and suffering from Yellow Fever), Ursula Bowie and their child (in addition to her parents), died during an outbreak of cholera. Afterward, Bowie reportedly turned to the bottle.
By the time he was killed at the Battle of the Alamo at the age of 38, Bowie was suffering from advanced consumption (tuberculosis).
In 1828 and joined the fight against Santa Anna for independence. He was the commander of the volunteers at the Alamo and was killed on March 6, 1836, along with 189 defenders.

The Treaty of Ghent, signed on December 24, 1814, in Ghent, Flanders, United Kingdom of the Netherlands, ended the War of 1812 between the United States and the United Kingdom.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 13, 2019

Tri-haiku XXVI (patience)~by Jeremy J Croucher


 

 

Tri-haiku XXVI (patience)

Earlier it comes
every year it seems to me
Sunshine and Christmas

And yet I still wait
as anticipation grows
until the right time

The waiting is good
as all good things come to those
with rewarding here

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 13, 2019

Daily missive for Friday the 13th of December.~by Peter Forster


 

 

Daily missive for Friday the 13th of December.

Smoke me out
Hung out, strung out
Burning in charcoal
Dessicated
As a Lindisfarne Kipper
The whole world
Is on fire
Even the ice burns
Fever my brow
With its worry beads
Furrowed into the skin
The rock of ages past
Sharply thrown
Skimmed a lost childhood
Chasing approval
From a sibling
Even as brothers drift
Into separate corners
Fighting was never fair
Blame was never a game
Too much was made
Of difference
Whilst the fire raged
Across the heartlands
Opportunists
Are forever
Washing their hands
In the overflow
From a reservoir of goodwill
Until it all runs dry
Leaving nothing
But a smoulder
Of embers
To whisper campfire stories
Under crowded skies
Of bygone days
Nobody will ever believe
Were innocent

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 13, 2019

Finally, the night has come~by rldubour


Holiday Greetings!!

 

Finally, the night has come

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On this night before Christmas, we waited all year.

The hustle and bustle, the hopes and the fear.

The kids in their beds, the cookies are out.

A few silent moments to relax on the couch.

 

With everything wrapped and waiting for morn.

Just to be torn open with a smile that’s worn.

The Yule log still burning the candles turned low.

Tomorrow is Christmas as your heart starts to glow.

 

You stand for a moment, you view with content.

You know in your mind, it’s money well spent.

After all Christmas comes just once a year.

The spirit of giving and spreading good cheer.

 

In your thoughts you know the true meaning.

The star of David and why the three wise men

Come seeing.

A child was born in a manger that night.

The Son of God to show us the light.

 

On this Holy night in Bethlehem town.

The angels were calling to those all around.

Come see the Christ child wrapped in swaddling clothes.

This is the true meaning of Christmas that

Everyone knows.

 

He died on a cross for you and for me.

To give us all life for eternity.

From that first Holy night, the wise men brought gifts.

Gives us today’s Christmas of good tidings and bliss.

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 12, 2019

Raining~by Jeremy J Croucher


 

 

Raining

In was raining down in Shoreham
and in Sussex as we passed
with rain up into Surrey
by its leave but never asked

It was pouring down in London
with umbrellas everywhere
and as we headed northward
there was no let up there

There was rain in the Home Counties
and very wet outside
and rain into Northamptonshire
as if the world had cried

It was torrential through the Midlands
and still quite wet in Crewe
but heaving down in Manchester
almost as if it knew

So I was really soggy
when to my hotel door I got
But just as I arrived there
it decided it would stop!

©Jemverse

Photo – a very wet Manchester Piccadilly station – Jempics

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 12, 2019

Finally, the night has come~by rldubour


Holiday Greetings!!

 

Finally, the night has come

Image result for The Yule log still burning the candles turned low.

On this night before Christmas, we waited all year.

The hustle and bustle, the hopes and the fear.

The kids in their beds, the cookies are out.

A few silent moments to relax on the couch.

 

With everything wrapped and waiting for morn.

Just to be torn open with a smile that’s worn.

The Yule log still burning the candles turned low.

Tomorrow is Christmas as your heart starts to glow.

 

You stand for a moment, you view with content.

You know in your mind, it’s money well spent.

After all Christmas comes just once a year.

The spirit of giving and spreading good cheer.

 

In your thoughts you know the true meaning.

The star of David and why the three wise men

Come seeing.

A child was born in a manger that night.

The Son of God to show us the light.

 

On this Holy night in Bethlehem town.

The angels were calling to those all around.

Come see the Christ child wrapped in swaddling clothes.

This is the true meaning of Christmas that

Everyone knows.

 

He died on a cross for you and for me.

To give us all life for eternity.

From that first Holy night, the wise men brought gifts.

Gives us today’s Christmas of good tidings and bliss.


 

 

Daily missive for Wednesday the 11th of December.

How apposite
This union of opposites
Life begets death
As left is to right
Up is to down
A Butterfly can upset
The even balance
Finely maintained
As it sways this way
Or that
Finely crafted wings
Delicately drawn
Absorbing light
Reflecting what
Becomes them
Flickering with
Shimmering beauty
In a scatter of atoms
Brighter than a rainbow
Where will it fall
A weight of insignificance
Is still a ripple
In a jam jar
On a shelf in a bedroom
Who decides
When to release it
From confinement
Everything is different
On the outside
Looking in
A reversal of fortune
Still has a way to go
To understand
The scale of its achievement
Even the smallest
Particle has dimension
Dress it down
Or lift it up
Into suspension
From back to front
Or head to tail
There is reunion
Even in opposition
To attraction

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 11, 2019

A Little Poem For Seniors~author unknown


 

 

A Little Poem For Seniors

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Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 11, 2019

Of rainbows and promise~by Jeremy J Croucher


 

 

Of rainbows and promise

The promise over our house today
in the sky right after the rain
gave us both a feeling of joy
when it with its radiance came

The colour was vivid, the arc of it wide
and though brevity saw its demise
its purpose was clear, one of promise and hope
beneath it revealed to the wise

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Posted by: Ron DuBour | December 11, 2019

Boogie-woogie Santa~by rldubour


Holiday Greetings!!  (lyrics)

 

Boogie-woogie Santa

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I woke this morning and I ran down stairs

To see what Santa left me!

When I got there the Christmas tree was bare

And there was nothing to see!

I went to window hung my head and cried

And thought how could this be?

Then I saw Santa flying through the sky

He was coming towards me!

 

I rushed outside to my surprise

He landed there in the snow

He did the boogie-woogie right out of his sleigh

He is the coolest cat I know!

He did the boogie-woogie  right into the house

As he danced around the tree.

He said, My son this is my final run,

So won’t you listen to me!”

 

“You better be good like you know you should.”

As he danced around the floor.

He did the boogie-woogie around the tree

Then he was out the door.

He did the boogie-woogie right to his sleigh

As he cracked his whip.

As he pulled away, I’ll remember that day

Cause  that Santa Claus was hip!

 

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