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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.
Ack! (groan)
ReplyDeleteWell, it is a pun.
Okay,it's obvious and silly. Guess that's what puns are supposed to be.
BTW, happy April Fool! Or can it be happy???
ReplyDeleteRABBIT RABBIT
ReplyDeleteI wish you all a Foolish First!
“Bunyan’s Baritone Hymn”
I.
Chris’ feet nearly trudged
the sun’s full orbit. What a
pilgrim’s image, he!
II.
Christian’s progress flagged,
but he gives himself a nudge.
With a halo nearly tagged,
he bends himself to the trudge.
Through the orbit of worldly sin,
he jabs and feints as he goes.
Intent on salvaging the win,
he endures the pains and woes.
The Progress is image and metaphor
of the march to “Beulah”’s heavenly shore.
~ OMK
"Bearing a Great Tone"
ReplyDeleteThe baritone's elegant image
was provided by his lineage.
His voice had a marvelous orbit
that managed to nearly forbid
his reviewers from declaring
his shows anything but a hit.
Nothing his image could smudge,
and he did not have to trudge
for his fans to happily judge
him with cheers and a joyful nudge.
A tidy poem, Misty, neat, & successful in covering the J-words.
ReplyDeleteI'm only unclear why the unrhymed third line in stanza 1 is not echoed by a similar line in stanza 2.
I didn't start out to write two poems today. I did the haiku first. Later on, I reviewed it--and thought maybe it is too obscure, even with the John Bunyan reference in the title.
That's when I wrote the ten-line follow-up.
Each one contains all the J-words.
BTW, let's cut the word "heavenly" from the last line. It screws up the meter and is redundant anyway.
~ OMK
On third thought, let's KEEP "heavenly" cuz not everyone recognizes the reference to the "Land of Beulah."
ReplyDeleteBut change it to "heav'nly," like when singing hymns.
~ OMK
Owen had given permission to the Wordle folks who were posting at CC to post here.
ReplyDeleteWhen I post a wordle on FB it comes out fine but blogger doesn't like it at all.
To sum up you have to guess a five letter word; you have six guesses.
If you guess a letter it's shaded orange. If the letter is in the correct location it's green. If a letter appears twice only one square is orange.
Instead of more C&L I beg your forbearance to post two poems that describe
1. The ordeal that "Mary" went through as a result of an auto accident.
In ICU she'd related that she'd met "god" and made a deal. "Spare me and I vow to help the poor and needy". Which she did.
Yesterday I was going to meet her at a meeting but had no time and she texted back that she used the time to prepare food baskets for the needy. So ten years later she's still at it.
So I composed a sequel.
The first poem is Crash! The second has no title yet. Feel free to name it
WC
Crash. And then the pain
ReplyDeleteCrash. And then the darkness
Crash. And now the light and now the fight
Begins
Who are these men
Where am I going
Why am I here
Who am I.
And then the struggle and then the void and then the walk
Up the winding ladder through the miasmic clime
There is no hope
There is no strength
I am alone
I am afraid
Let the fight begin.
Because I fight
Because I love
Because I care
Because I strive
Because I am
Me
Where is he?
He should be here
He always came
He always gave
He said the words
But he's not here.
But I will forgive.
For alone I'm not
Unloved I'm not
And He I placed my trust upon
I trust in still.
And now I am again
Me
The Sequel to Crash!
ReplyDeleteIt all happened so fast, the start of a hopeful happy day.
Then the crash and the scramble and the fear:
They want to take me away!
I remember the struggle: Who are these men
Where are they taking me and when
Will the nightmare end.
Then nothingness and the long winding descent
All feeling gone even the fear
Replaced by acceptance and
How do I get out of here?
Then at the bottom of the pit I felt the presence
He who I'd never prayed to nor even sensed
Was there.
"God, please help me and I'll do whatever you ask
Anything Almighty one however great or small the task"
And I heard a voice:
"This I suggest to you, I make it not a command
'To thy brother, who is needy and to the poor. Open wide your hand.'"
Beyond hope beyond my last desperate prayer
I was delivered, for the hand of God was there.
Dear God I say every night: "Have I pleased you today?
Have I given, have I striven
To ease the plight of the poor this day?
I do it not for praise, for no credit do I care
As long as for the poor and needy,
The hand of Mary is there".
BTW, God is quoting from Deuteronomy
ReplyDeleteMy goodness, two long and complex and terrific offerings from OMK and Wilbur, and I'm afraid I just don't have time to respond to them tonight.
ReplyDeleteI have another busy lunch date tomorrow, and don't know what all I can handle. But if I have a minute, I'll try to return to your verses then. My apologies for not being able to do it tonight.