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Today’s Jumble haiku:
ReplyDelete(Of the noted 17th century French duelist & author, who conducted his affairs without dishonor & wore his panache blanc as a symbol of purity; likewise, he labored long over his literary creations but took pains to hide all effort & render the results with ease & grace…)
“Toil Masking”
His plume immune from
all risk of shame, Cyrano
eluded gutters.
~ OMK
”A Minor Epic of an Emotional Encounter”
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All the trolls gathered together
‘neath a toadstool, out of the weather.
Gareth the Grump,
easing onto a stump,
raised his whip of crocodile leather.
“Anybody here gotta score to settle?
No? C’mon, trolls! Prove yer mettle!
Gotta quiet life,
easy, no strife?!
Rats! It’s just a con yer tryin’ t’ peddle!”
Angered by the lack of response
(none admitting insults on the nonce),
Gareth harrumphed—
“Effin’ dump!”—
round up his whip & evinced impuissance.
~ OMK
The Compleat Angler, by Izaac Walton,
ReplyDeleteIs too compleat by a little small'un.
Tho it may ire
Some fish fryer,
That's the rage in a pond at Walden!
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James became a fireman to save lives.
ReplyDeleteOn the daily excitement James thrives!
The job is a risky one, that he knows,
So he is careful to keep on his toes.
He's ready to jump at a sounding alarm,
To keep property and people from harm.
A dark plume of smoke in any city sky
That's where you'll find a fire-fighting guy!
Running hoses, climbing ladders, to apply
Aid to save from flames burning high!
Multi-tasking at duties left and right,
He's not immune to fear of his life.
But as the fire gutters out to embers
Job satisfaction is what he remembers.
High wire danger
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So much for "As above so...
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WC(back from Boston)
A Coronation Day poem featuring the musing of the crowd
ReplyDeleteMultitudes Asking
We should never assume
That the crown and the plume
Sit lightly on the king’s head,
Without any dread,
Even royalty is not immune
To the need to fine tune.
The elephant in the room -
Is it all just a costume
Making utter fools of the masses,
Risking anger at looking like asses?
“Without traditions
Would our lives be as shaky as . . . .?“
"Heavy lies the crown..." is a misquote of the line "Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown", from Shakespeare's play Henry IV, Part 2. Wikipedia
ReplyDeleteAnd heavy that St. Edward’s crown is - just under 5 lbs!
Nobody does pageantry like the British. But as a constitutional monarchy and a member of the Commonwealth, Canada and Canadians are reviewing the modern role of the King. Is there a place for tradition and a guarantee of responsible democracy?
OMK- wonderful haiku reminding us of the famed CYRANO de Bergerac. I enjoyed the play at the Shaw Festival several years ago.
ReplyDeleteAnd your masterpiece, Minor Epic! I’m speechless.
Owen gives us the W disguised, and in several synonyms. And then takes the J words to remind us of our debt to our firefighters, who risk their lives (or are willing to) to protect us. Job satisfaction indeed.
"Managing"
ReplyDeleteWendy knew it was risky
to have that glass of whiskey,
but she wanted to assume
from any problem she was immune.
So she just stayed in her room,
working on a cartoon
about a bird with a lovely plume.
But the drawing made her sputter
and she threw it in the gutter.
No, she would do no more multi-tasking
and just spend her days happily basking.
Misty- I am a little worried about Wendy. She thinks she is immune to problems. If she decides to return to her whiskey as part of her basking, she may need to join WC’s AA group.
ReplyDelete(But I did love your sputter-gutter and tasking-basking rhymes.)
Reposting an old PLUME ditty
ReplyDeleteWe were staying with our mom's sister's two bedroom flat
She'd gone out for an errand wearing that feather on her hat.
"Ne parlez pas francais dans la salle a manger"
Said my uncle, "I'll have no more drivel while we dine".
Uncle Fred was a Philistine plus he'd had a bad day
He was a fixture in the corner and was knee-deep into the wine.
And just as surely - you could lay down a bet
Once dinner was served he'd be filling his gullet
And when he was full he'd be stretched out on the divan
Entre-temps les enfants searchez pour …
La plume de ma tante
WC
Wow! What a lot of action in today's verses, some of it a bit problematic even!
ReplyDeleteBut Owen, your James, the Fireman, starts us off a real hero! Congratulations!
Ol' Man Keith, thank goodness your Gareth the Grump got no response to his violent invitation. Those trolls were pretty smart, it seems.
CanadianEh!, loved getting your neat verse about the complicated coronation ceremony in progress this weekend! Let's hope all goes well for the new royals, with no uncomfortable disruptions.
And then, finally, we come to your amazing verse with its franchaise troubled Uncle, Wilbur. Very sophisticated and clever--so great to get a complex poem like this from you today. Many thanks!
Misty ~ I suppose Wendy has an independent income, in order to sip her whiskey & not worry when her artwork fails to gain her fortune.
ReplyDeleteMaybe an indulgent daddy or hubby?
No, that was the OLD WAY for the female to get by.
Nowadays, we expect her to supply her own dough.
But as her creator, you can give her a way to “bask” for free!
CanadianEh! ~ A timely verse to celebrate His Majesty! You are in good company (along with Ol’ Will), appreciating how heavy the crown must be (esp. the metaphorical one).
I’m enjoying your rhymes & noting how slick they are becoming.
I have difficulty, though, trying to see where your last one is heading…
Kittens? Minions?
WC ~ Good to see you back, represented by a fine Anglo/French poem—even if it is a rerun.
It beats my cop-out on each Sunday morning.
~ OMK
OMK- the traditions quote is from Fiddler on the Roof, and the correct fill would be. “Shaky as a fiddler on the roof”. But of course that didn’t rhyme, so I left it to the imagination (which would have rhymed!). Hmm, I should have worked on that perhaps.
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