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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.
(groan).
ReplyDeleteMy day off.
ReplyDelete(But “groan” indeed.)
~ OMK
As team-croquet games go, it was intense!
ReplyDeletePlayers had defined offense and defense!
It was eerie, the insistent clamor between plays,
Deathly golf course quiet as they shot their lays!
At the start of each round, the teams would huddle,
Decide who would sacrifice to block the muddle.
Then they'd disperse to their points of the field,
And test whose mallet would be first to yield.
This was a sport for solid bods, no muffin-top.
Each was intent on himself as he made his shot.
They'd trash-talk each other at every chance,
When one scored, he'd mock the others with a dis dance!
"Romance at First Glance"
ReplyDeleteThere was no distance, from the very first glance
the couple huddled and cuddled
and started up their romance.
There was no need for clamor
for her glamor did him enamor.
He had no need to insist:
she loved being kissed.
She bought him a mallet, he bought her a muffin.
The romance continued with much huffing and puffing.
He rewarded himself by buying her a rose
with the intent to get down on one knee and propose.
Pretty good stuff to read on my free day.
ReplyDeleteOwen gives us a near blow-by-blow of a the thrills of croquet! This must be a summer Olympics finale. Couplets abound as the teams line up their shots.
I admit to having to read the last line, first stanza, a few times to catch the idiom, which is a good one. (Sometimes, a few more hyphens can help.)
Couplets continue into Misty's Sunday swift score.
The "insist/kissed" rhyme was cool.
But even better were the rhythms of the last stanza, giving a real impression of hurried romance. Switching from the fem. endings of the first couplet to the punchy masc. endings of the latter was an expert choice. I enjoyed reading and re-reading those four lines.
~ OMK
Thank you for the kind words, OMK. If my verses are improving at all it's thanks to your advising comments over time, which let me explore new options.
ReplyDeleteOwen, your poems are always a pleasure, and I loved the way you combined "insistent clamor" and how you ended with a "dis dance."
I knew DANCE was in there but never thought of DIS.
ReplyDeleteWas that croquet they were playing or full contact lacrosse?
Misty, it was live at first sight for Chet and Lois but they waited a year. Hope your lovers can last.
WC
Wilbur, waiting a year was a good plan for Chet and Lois. My late sweet husband Rowland and I married two-and-a-half years after we began our relationship, and that was a good plan and set the stage for a wonderful marriage. Ours lasted more than 21 years before I lost Rowland to his final illness, but they were the best years of my life. Maybe that's why all my poems are always taking a romantic turn.
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