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ReplyDeleteToday’s Jumble haiku:
(AP Bulletin—Red Brass “Iffy” on Drones.
Nuke Delivery Systems may
include Sleds in Battlefield Blizzards.
The generals have not decided yet, and so remain…)
“Fallow Fellows”
From local to world
news: Chinese leaders waffle
on “sleigh” bomb options.
~ OMK
Wordle 615 3/6*
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Swells - Oh Well!
ReplyDeleteWe never are bored
Venturing from our locale.
Don’t waffle about leaving shore
And setting off to sail.
While we may be whirled
By tides and storms and spray,
Our brave flag will be unfurled,
As our dragons we seek to slay.
OMK- what a wild back-story. I smiled broadly at your imaginative haiku. With all the publicity about spy balloons, perhaps sleighs might be the next option. We should apprise NORAD of the possible new “modus operandi “.
ReplyDeleteToday’s J answer was difficult to transform into a title (and certainly not Spooner-friendly). My imagination set out to sea.
I briefly contemplated taking my pally pals on a winter ride with bells through the snowy globe, and returning to local maple syrup on waffles under the pergola. (Ach, they left out the U!)
Let’s see where Owen goes.
Outstanding, C-eh Didn't see today's
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Word.
Knowing my methods you can see my method
WC
Hint? c. CC
WC- you used J word three.
ReplyDeleteGood work to get it at the second guess.
"Local Yokel"
ReplyDeleteFrank's reputation whirled--
he was no longer local--
his prize winnings had become focal,
and he was known all over the world.
Yet he never waffled on his sleigh,
and his temper was kind and mellow,
various games with the school kids he'd play,
which made him a treasured fellow.
Being famous was no longer his goal,
and he now enjoyed his local role.
Looks like none of us fell for the gustatory sense of J’s W-word…
ReplyDeleteSo much for originality!
“Onward!”
CanadianEh, your verse may serve to stiffen our spines and dedicate our efforts to imperial conquest (Huzzah!),
and, Misty, yours traces Frank’s journey from the global stage back to home ground (reversing “…the playing fields of Eton…”).
~ OMK
There once was a girl from Ann Arbor,
ReplyDeleteWho visions of travel did harbor.
Travel passed by,
But she fell for a guy,
And now she's engaged to a barber!
CEh!, Two homophones in one poem! I'm impressed!
ReplyDeleteYou might notice my W l'ick is just one word away from a l'ick I posted on CC 2 days ago, February 22.
ReplyDeleteA fellowship of fellow-travelers united
ReplyDeleteTo pursue an adventure that excited.
They disdained their current locale
No adventure here, just a pastorale.
They wanted something like dragons to slay
(Altho dragons were extinct in their day).
Possibilities swirled in their minds;
Exotic places, dazzling finds!
Superheroes is what they wanted to be,
Thru magic, aliens, or technology.
Fighting crime, or supernatural threats,
Beasts, or robots, or going on quests!
Their normal lives were, oh, so docile,
And they were only six years old --how awful!
Owen ~
ReplyDeleteAh, you beat me in using Ann Arbor!
But I'll NOT blame, for you are
industrious as Geo. Washington Carver.
So I'll not raise a rhubarb.
~ OMK
Thanks Owen. Yes, I thought if the Ann Arbor that we had in the CW the other day. I found all the Js in your poem. You used my slay and locale, adapted to swirled (Misty used my whirled too), and I thought about awful. Oh I see those fellows in my boat too.
ReplyDeleteOMK- my alternate verse that remained unwritten would have had the gustatory sense.
Misty- Frank sounds like a down to earth guy. And good to the kids too.
Ok, I created my alternate offering. One of the gang of Bros texted the group after he woke up to a beautiful winter day. (The locale is Canadian according to the spelling!)
ReplyDeleteHello Fellows
What a wonderful world of snow,
Only found locally we know.
Let’s go for a sleigh ride
And then meet outside,
Finding safe harbour
Under the arbour.
Be sure to turn up
For waffles and maple syrup.
CEh!
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for syrup
will cheer up
(NOT flare up!)
any cherub
in Europe.
Y'know?
~ OMK
I know, eh!
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