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Today’s Jumble haiku:
ReplyDelete(Felice, my cat, doesn’t appreciate Rover’s lack of respect for boundaries.)
“(Can’t) Stand (a) Whiff (of) It”
My witty cat’ll
chide your dog, peeing in her
box. (Then she’ll soften.)
~ OMK
"Farm Bargain"
ReplyDeleteHis neighbors did the farmer chide
for they could not withstand
having his cattle roam far and wide
over their empty land.
The farmer came from the city--
inexperienced, but funny and witty.
He did his best the crisis to soften,
offering to give them milk very often.
The neighbors were pleased by this appeal,
and told him it was a deal.
A quiet start to our morning, with just Misty & me breaking verses together.
ReplyDeleteHer farmer starts off playing the role of the rancher in the old cattleman-vs-farmer movies. Back then, it was the poor farmer who wanted to fence off his plot of land. And the rancher “Boss” would use big shears to cut the wire, and he would hire gunmen to keep the range open for his big brand of grazing bovines.
But I get it. Misty’s farmer is a multi-tasker. His neighbors are used to getting their milk at Albertson’s, unaware of the process behind each carton.
What a clever negotiator this farmer-turned-dairyman turned out to be! The neighbors now benefit by getting free milk, and I guess they build some sturdier fences or take to growing flowers in window boxes!
~ OMK
Thankfully, this was not true of my W battle today (unlike yesterday).
ReplyDeleteWordle 648 3/6*
🟨⬜⬜🟨🟨
🟨🟩🟩⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Stand With Grit
ReplyDeleteNo amount of chiding,
Or remarks quite witty,
Can overcome the sliding,
Into gloom re prognosis,
Or soften the blow so gritty,
Of a grim diagnosis.
The ailments that beset,
Must be battled as a threat,
So that we can withstand it.
Ol' Man Keith, your delightful haiku offers a good demonstration of why it may be better to have a home with either a cat or a dog, but not both at the same time.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you so much for your interesting background information on how landowners and farmers might have to negotiate. Glad you think my farmer did a good job and that he'll continue to do well.
CanadianEh!, so nice to have you check in with us on this rainy day. If I have time, I might even give today's Wordle a try.
Wordle 29 March ‘23
ReplyDeletePar=5
Wordle 648 2/6
🟩🟩⬜🟨🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Bibi, now rhymed
by the Knesset…
~ OMK
OMK- your haiku gave me the smile that I needed today. I have been trying to assist an elderly family member through a health crisis, and it takes its toll. You can see where my thoughts were going by the depressing offering I created today.
ReplyDeleteMisty- your farmer used his wit to solve the dilemma and make his neighbours happy. Great story. Thanks to you also for a bright poem from the words we were given.
Just a FYI that I may be AWOL for a few days.
Just saw your verse, CanadianEh!, and thank you for kindly explaining the difficult family situation that might have inspired it. Take good care of yourself at this trying time.
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for the kind comments on my poem.
Yes, CEh! I see how your difficult family situation bore down on your verse today. I sympathize, and hope for the most favorable possible outcome for your relation.
ReplyDeleteYour poem stands well on its own, with a propelling rhythm that presents a distinct feeling of the inevitable. It also covers the W- and J-words, except for the bovine one (unless “battled” is meant as an echo).
Congrats, too, on your 3-tiered W. That ‘s a victory because it was a strange word today, archaic really for part of its usages. I landed it in 2 because I thought I knew it from hints on line. Then I found it wasn’t my starter word after all.
Anybody wanna guess what I began with?
~ OMK