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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is definitely NOT required.
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
Glad things are working better for you tonight, Owen.
ReplyDeleteQuestion that arises for me: what did that seagull think he was??
Pretty sure he knew he was a gull, Sandy,
ReplyDeletebut he was a lone wolf.
~ OMK
ReplyDelete"Pour! The (Magic Nahautl) Words"
Thunder sounded mightily as the rains came pounding down.
"Tlaloc has spoken," said the priest, with a magisterial frown.
The clouds were dark and dirty, roiling while they burst.
"Whether in flood or freeze," he cried, "'tis a gift for the planet's thirst."
~ OMK
Justine was a dirty bird, a soiled dove.
ReplyDeleteShe did for money, what others do for love.
Once she had been pure, and even spoken for,
Before she learned the truth, what she had in store.
She had been a butterfly, a thing of beauty.
Tho her mother warned her of her wifely duty.
But her beau was gentle, he would not be unkind.
She did not know the depth of the male mind.
Their nuptials would be in June, but on a spring night,
The weather turned to freezing, and it burst a pipe.
Justine knew her beloved at his club played pool,
So she went to seek him, to help with plumbing tools.
An hour earlier than expected, out from club he came.
She felt relief at seeing she needn't interrupt his game.
She hurried to catch up, but not close enough to hail,
She saw him turn into a house, let out a silent wail!
No sign out front declared the place, nor its wares,
But twas known thruout the town, the soiled doves plied there!
Girding up her courage, Justine entered in.
The man she'd followed was not in sight within.
The madam said he was a frequent customer,
Quickly picked his favorite, and retired to her.
Justine begged the madam to accept her employ,
So next time he came in, it was her ploy
To, in darkness, be the one to service him.
Then reveal herself, kick his ass, and a new life begin!
Wow, I did dribble on there! And I needn't have, all words were in just the first and third stanzas! Keith showed how well it could be done much more compactly! Perhaps Misty will show a nice middle path!
ReplyDeleteLook at this! Big Top!
What an amazing start to our week, Ol' Man Keith and Owen. It's startling to look at the different lengths and styles of your verses--both of them a delight--and then check carefully and find all the Jumble words and solutions right there. A real Monday gift--thank you both.
ReplyDeleteOwen, not my best Monday shot, but hopefully a third versifying option.
"Bird Lovers"
ReplyDeleteBetty was a champion for the birds
and praised them with loving words,
and care for them she too dispersed
although her budget it nearly burst.
So for a month she had to freeze
her spending, to preserve her lease.
But her dilemma was finally broken
when with a friend of this she had spoken
and he rewarded her with a token.
This friendship began a bit nerdy
but soon became fun and flirty
though their jokes were never dirty.
So now they both care for their herds
of their favorite things: the birds.
I dunno, Owen if you could--or should--have made it any shorter.
ReplyDeleteIn her pursuit of justice, Justine needed first to confirm her Beau's philandering fault before she could follow through with her elaborate ruse.
Some things just take time.
I could only do mine more "compactly" because of my setting. There are only two things I was taught to do atop an indigenous pyramid.
Either slice open the breast and rip the heart out of a virgin
-or-
call for rain.
So...
And yes, Misty, you definitely offer a different option for adoption!
Your chipper, upbeat voice is most distinct.
(Perhaps as the antidote for other submissions?)
~ OMK
Other submissions? Not sure what they are, but glad you think my voice is upbeat, OMK.
ReplyDeleteWhoops--Sorry. I didn't mean to be obscure.
ReplyDeleteThe "other submissions" so far today appear to be Owen's and mine.
~ OMK
What a grey day here in SoCal.
ReplyDeleteI hate to be the pawn of the weather, but it is getting to feel that way, more and more.
Thunder too--just like my rain god Tlaloc was evoking!
~ OMK
But isn't it GREAT to have some real rain!
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