There are several other Jumble blogs, but the ones I checked all started off by listing the answers. In this blog, answers can be either hinted at or masked by burying them in comments. No overt spoilers!
All hints are in the comments!
All hints are in the comments!
Sunday, October 14, 2018
Oct. 14, 2018 Sunday
|| afire, enact, cherub, morose, face (the) music. || effect, stormy, runoff, savior, belong, disown, front and "scenter".
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8 comments:
Sandyanon
said...
Hi, Owen. Here early today (or late, since it isn't yet midnight in SoCal). Anyway, I finished both jumbles without too much trouble; had to stare at at couple of j6 clues for a bit before I got them. I thought both solutions were very obvious, though. Clever, but obvious.
I'll be back for sure. Although you'll have a clever poem for the j4, I'm dying to know what you'll come up with for the j6! What a disparate collection of words.
The day shone on Heaven with a glorious dawn The same as it did every day. But God was out of sorts, He was morose and withdrawn, This didn't happen every day! The angels were afraid to approach Him in this mood, His thunderbolts kept them away. Rodnym was His favorite, a cherub He'd not exclude, Thunderbolts didn't keep him away.
Rod approached God to ask Him why His smile was gone. And what could be done to cheer Him up. God said He was bored with just harps and holy songs, Once they could always cheer Him up. God planned to enact a new rule for Heaven's harpers, One that would really change the day. He would issue them all arrows, to practice up as archers. Using harps as bows would change the the day!
Rod thought such an action was perhaps a bit drastic The harpers just wanted tunes to play. So he cautioned God to do something a tad less fantastic Otherwise the harpers wouldn't play. God's eyes were aflame at what Rodnym did relate, Despite the objection it would face. Now you'll hear ex-harpers, when you reach Heaven's gate, Skirling bagpipes, with music in their face!
Monster hurricanes had a drastic effect On the doubters, who wondered what next? A forecast with threats of stormy weather Would find them in church, huddled together,
They prayed to their water-walking Savior. They asked whether they had lost His favor? At the front apse burned incense in a censer They asked if God had disowned them forever?
Came a VOICE before the runoff washed them away: "There were things you could have done before this day!" They pleaded, "We belong, why weren't we warned of this" The VOICE answered, "Sheesh! I sent you scientists!"
Right! Your first poem is clever. I kind of like bagpipes, but probably not continuously.
The second poem though, is wonderful, in content and execution both. And I can truly imagine a cranky God fed up with his creations' willful ignorance. Sheesh!
Hope you're getting around better and better, Owen.
From the timestamps, I can see the first poem took an hour and a half to write, and the second was dashed off in only half an hour! And I labored so much on the structure of that first one, pairs of shorter lines trying to be opposites of each other. *sigh*. It's like Wilbur saying he likes my C-grade poems better than the A-grades over on CC.
Your poems are amazing, Owen, and I too loved the second one. Sundays are easy for me because the Los Angeles Times prints the Jumble answers (upside down) since the Monday paper doesn't have a business section and the Jumbles are in another section. So I was able to cheat on the last items, which game me a lot of trouble. But once I got it I found the cartoon and answer delightful! Have a great day, everybody!
I"m sorry. Probably when I relate to a topic, it colors my reaction to a poem. And I so related to the second one, whereas the first was truly clever and complex, but the topic just didn't 'light my fire'.
I see your poems as always well thought out, and maybe some ideas just generate faster thoughts??
P.S. I see the short line relationships; that must indeed have taken a lot of time and work. Reading only the finished product can keep readers from fully appreciating a poet's efforts. It did with me.
| afire, enact, cherub, morose, face (the) music. |
| effect, stormy, runoff, savior, belong, disown, front and "scenter".
8 comments:
Hi, Owen. Here early today (or late, since it isn't yet midnight in SoCal). Anyway, I finished both jumbles without too much trouble; had to stare at at couple of j6 clues for a bit before I got them.
I thought both solutions were very obvious, though. Clever, but obvious.
I'll be back for sure. Although you'll have a clever poem for the j4, I'm dying to know what you'll come up with for the j6! What a disparate collection of words.
As you tomorrow.
The day shone on Heaven with a glorious dawn
The same as it did every day.
But God was out of sorts, He was morose and withdrawn,
This didn't happen every day!
The angels were afraid to approach Him in this mood,
His thunderbolts kept them away.
Rodnym was His favorite, a cherub He'd not exclude,
Thunderbolts didn't keep him away.
Rod approached God to ask Him why His smile was gone.
And what could be done to cheer Him up.
God said He was bored with just harps and holy songs,
Once they could always cheer Him up.
God planned to enact a new rule for Heaven's harpers,
One that would really change the day.
He would issue them all arrows, to practice up as archers.
Using harps as bows would change the the day!
Rod thought such an action was perhaps a bit drastic
The harpers just wanted tunes to play.
So he cautioned God to do something a tad less fantastic
Otherwise the harpers wouldn't play.
God's eyes were aflame at what Rodnym did relate,
Despite the objection it would face.
Now you'll hear ex-harpers, when you reach Heaven's gate,
Skirling bagpipes, with music in their face!
Monster hurricanes had a drastic effect
On the doubters, who wondered what next?
A forecast with threats of stormy weather
Would find them in church, huddled together,
They prayed to their water-walking Savior.
They asked whether they had lost His favor?
At the front apse burned incense in a censer
They asked if God had disowned them forever?
Came a VOICE before the runoff washed them away:
"There were things you could have done before this day!"
They pleaded, "We belong, why weren't we warned of this"
The VOICE answered, "Sheesh! I sent you scientists!"
Right! Your first poem is clever. I kind of like bagpipes, but probably not continuously.
The second poem though, is wonderful, in content and execution both. And I can truly imagine a cranky God fed up with his creations' willful ignorance. Sheesh!
Hope you're getting around better and better, Owen.
From the timestamps, I can see the first poem took an hour and a half to write, and the second was dashed off in only half an hour! And I labored so much on the structure of that first one, pairs of shorter lines trying to be opposites of each other. *sigh*. It's like Wilbur saying he likes my C-grade poems better than the A-grades over on CC.
Your poems are amazing, Owen, and I too loved the second one. Sundays are easy for me because the Los Angeles Times prints the Jumble answers (upside down) since the Monday paper doesn't have a business section and the Jumbles are in another section. So I was able to cheat on the last items, which game me a lot of trouble. But once I got it I found the cartoon and answer delightful! Have a great day, everybody!
I"m sorry. Probably when I relate to a topic, it colors my reaction to a poem. And I so related to the second one, whereas the first was truly clever and complex, but the topic just didn't 'light my fire'.
I see your poems as always well thought out, and maybe some ideas just generate faster thoughts??
P.S. I see the short line relationships; that must indeed have taken a lot of time and work. Reading only the finished product can keep readers from fully appreciating a poet's efforts. It did with me.
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