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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
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FLN, Misty ~ Very glad you got my late post. Sorry I hadn’t checked in earlier; I did not mean to give a fright.
Something came up that grabbed my attention most of the day. This isn’t the place for diving into details, but I will say it was nothing less than a DNA finding of a long lost relation!
For today’s Jumble:
Others maybe saw them as hot to trot, but they were really…
”Cool & in Bliss”
The Dervishes whirled & twirled,
dancing to divert the material world.
Short & sweet,
but quite the feat!
No sign of greed, nor even its shadow
came through their frenzy.
You had to
singe your lids a little to see
their auræ or nimbi
properly… holily… freely.
~ OMK
The pinata twirled on its string,
Awaiting the bat's fatal swing.
But a storm cloud's shadow moved in,
Gave a reprieve, and wind to its spin!
The poor thing had had a bad day.
The toddler tried to ride it for play!
Then it was set to wait by the grill,
Where the heat singed some of its frill.
The cloud's diversion was soon in retreat.
The pinata was short, full of sweets.
Though its end was a violent affair,
It fulfilled its reason to be there!
Wow! Two terrific poems to start off our week! Thank you, thank you, Ol' Man Keith and Owen, for your fun verses. And you both incorporated all Jumble words and solution. Hope I'll live up to your standard.
"Courtship"
The sweet young girl
her hair did curl
and her locks did twirl.
This little gesture was a flirt
that managed Dave's attention to divert
and did his passion singe
to start a lover's binge.
But when they each other began to know
it created concerns and a slight shadow.
Still, Dave decided to continue to court--
he did not want his romance to fall short.
By giving his girlfriend many a treat
he once again swept her off her feet.
And so their affair was long and sweet,
and they did each others' families meet,
and needed no longer to tarry:
it was time for them to marry.
My friends are offering some fine work today.
Owen tells of the short, sweet history of culturally appreciated, widely adopted party favorite.
Misty’s excellent “Courtship” takes full advantage of today’s J-words.
I think “singe” is the trigger for rich metaphors.
It prematurely threatens the beauty of a party piñata.
And what a wonderful leap to see how a girl’s twirled-locks flirtation did Dave’s “passion singe/ to start a lover’s binge.”
In the end, “binge” assumes the guise of arson!
~ OMK
Delightful comments, OMK. I guess I figured it was safer for Dave to slightly char or burn his passion, than his eyelid. I bet that hurts.
It does. But a small price to pay for peering through the semi-blinding candles to see the aura that surrounds a sacred whirler...
~ OMK
Ah, OMK, now I see.
Interesting how both of your poems are motivated by the twirl, which creates a lively actions for both dervishes and pinatas! Far more interesting than just a curl twirl.
(Can't remember that I've ever used the word 'twirl' in all my decades until today. The things we learn in Jumble.)
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