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8 comments:
Oops! As I was saying,
I guess it's cute. It's not wonderful wordplay, though.
Looks like the snowman is in the process of getting his nose.
Agreed. The first two words were gimmes so what was left was ....
WC
Re. Babe Ruth. James Michael Curley was Governor of Massachusetts in 1934. He prevailed upon the owner of the Boston Braves, Judge Fuchs to bring the Babe back to Boston.
Fuchs did and the note that was due on his team magically got deferred. Seems JMC did his own "prevailing".
Curley was the obvious protagonist of The Last Hurrah a book and movie starring Spencer Tracy.
If you click the link and go to Furthur Reading the first reference is a bio by William Bulger. He happens to be "Whitey" Bulger's brother. That novel is yet to be penned.
WC
"Wedding Eve"
Betty was nervous and sweaty,
trying hard to stay calm and steady.
Lying in bed on her pillow,
hearing the wind in the willow,
she pictures the bucolic mound
where her wedding bells would sound.
Yes, on the very next morn
her marriage vows would be sworn.
And so she tried to ponder
if she had ever been fonder
of anyone other than Harry,
the man she was scheduled to marry.
No, it was no wonder
that Harry had definitely won her.
And so, the next day they were wed
and spent that night in her bed.
Another "happy ending," Misty, and a delight to read. I had a moment's hesitation at your first line because I was raised to be mindful of the old saying that "Men may sweat, but ladies always perspire."
But in this day and age, gender equality must prevail!
Just a bit further down I enjoyed seeing your reference to the "wind in the willows," a reminder of Kenneth Grahame's delightful children's book of the same title.
I cannot recall ever actually reading it, but its characters had great popularity when I was in school.
It certainly led me to my favorite kid lit series by Walter Brooks, starring Freddy the Pig. I think I read ALL of those and with my pal Deming wrote a few more ourselves!
I believe you write happy endings because of your real life experience in a truly happy marriage.
Please note I do NOT classify your poems in the cynical category captured by Bert Brecht in his sarcastic lyrics (translated by Marc Blitzstein):
"Happy ending, nice and tidy,
It's a rule I learned in school.
Get your Monday every Friday,
'Happy Ending', that's the rule!"
~ OMK
Your incredibly kind comments always make my day, Ol' Man Keith--thank you, once again, this morning. You may be right about my inclination for "happy endings." As I've mentioned before, I was divorced, with a child, by the time I was twenty and when I had had only a year of college, and for the next thirty years I backed away from every relationship because marriage just felt like a threat to me. But, somehow, miraculously, Rowland and I went through such a difficult and supportive first year in our relationship, when both of our sisters died, that after only 2 1/2 years together we both happily agreed to marry. And then we had 21 years of wonderful marriage together before I lost him in 2015. So I guess "a happy ending" will always feel like a bit of a miracle to me--hence its recurrence in my poems.
"Hooves of Thunder"
When I was a kid, those westerns seemed great.
I didn't know they were a mound of lies.
When the escapee met his fate,
it was a "posse" that stopped his cries.
Historically they were cold killers,
usually nothing but a mob,
sweaty lynchers sworn to rob
victims of lives--to dangle from willows.
~ OMK
Wilbur ~ I was most impressed earlier today and FLN in how encyclopedic your knowledge is, both in depth and in the connections you make, particularly when you were triggered only by my little poetic reference to Babe Ruth.
Bravo to you, good sir!
~ OMK
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