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“An Ode to Sunday”
Sunday Sunday, of all days the first!
Time for fun, to be celebrated in verse…
Strophe
I missed the sun today; it was too hazy.
I don’t like when Solaris goes back & forth.
Let’s hope for a bright Sunday. I’m feeling lazy
& would love to just bask in old Sol’s warmth.
This has been a week of days pleasant & fraught.
It’s once again time to plan my day off—
to devote some sweet contemplative thought
to the array of drinks I may leisurely quaff.
My daily guzzle is a chill Diet Pepsi,
so I’ll include drinks w/o alcohol.
Champagne or Coke? What are the steps we
take to avoid imbibes that frankly appall?
Sample each? That would take too much time.
We’d do better to rely on our history with booze—
also sodas & juice. I like tipples with lime
& such simple trace flavors “as don’t make the news.”
Antistrophe
Pepsi of course meets my everyday need,
to clear my palate through meals and snacks.
It’s useful to hydrate, to balance my feed.
And with a slug of tequila, it helps me relax.
Yes, of all liquors, I came back to tequila,
a drink I once thought too jejune to mention.
But Scotch now seems unsubtle (to steal a
phrase) and tequila I easily buy on my pension.
There’s more to days off than drinking, of course.
There’s exercise, books, and streaming shows.
I’ll report back on Monday—all reinforced.
Till then, I’m chillin’ in sweats & bed clothes.
Epode
Sunday Sunday, Keith’s favorite day!
A day invented not to go cray-cray.
~ OMK
When you make a turn and don't want to be left,
You might check ten laws, to find your best.
If you're correct,
And have been checked,
Conservative politics should do the rest!
Wordle 827 2/6
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Orijinz:
It wanders across the skies,
Not fixed in Zodiacal guise.
Big and rocky,
Bigger and gassy,
Does it really control our lives?
It took some work between guesses 2 and 3 but I was Correct
Wordle 827 3/6*
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OMK- what a lengthy poem you created this week to give us today. I think you did not know about your company - perhaps get out of the sweats and bedclothes for your son and his bride. Have a great day.
Owen- it took me 59 seconds for Orijinz. I needed red letter help to get started, but then recognized the word. Interesting background info.
Back later today I hope.
"Scouting Outing"
Susan enjoyed scouting,
and so left her daybed
to go on an outing.
She stopped at a shop
to check out some pewter,
but a porcelain dragon
was much cuter.
Yet it was at the pet store
where she saw a sweet kitten,
and after hearing it meow
she was totally smitten.
It took her a while
to tattle and bicker,
that whole caboodle of pets
made her decision less quicker.
But she is now back home, in her house,
with that kitten as her new spouse.
To better understand the craft mentioned in the poem, you need to be familiar with “tatting- : a delicate handmade lace formed usually by looping and knotting with a single cotton thread and a small shuttle“. “Tat” is the verb form meaning “the act or process of making tatting”.
Fearing the outing would drag on all night,
The hiker determined to plan it just right.
To solve the problem, he used his noodle
And gathered the whole kit and caboodle.
From kitchen sink, linens, and daybed,
Pewter plates, and craft bag (with shuttle and thread).
If the others bickered and feuded,
He would tat till it stopped -
As long as no stitches he dropped.
I’ll double dare Owen to find all the J words, plus the W and the O words, in my poem. Three are well hidden.
I smiled at the J Answer as in my youth, I had a kitten that I named Kitten Kaboodle. It was too long a name to use for calling him in from outside, and it got shortened to Kitty.
My grandmother used to tat, and I could not resist using that idea in my poem. I suspect it is a lost art now.
Misty- perhaps Susan could use that name for her new kitten (spouse?! - I think I would have chosen “mouse” as my rhyming word). Susan did a better job of planning her outing than my hiker. I have no idea how he is going to carry the daybed and pewter plates. I smiled at the “less quicker” decision. Is the kitten going on the outing?
Misty- re today’s Wordle, Owen uses several definitions of the Wordle, plus a synonym (that I also used in my clue).
But if our clues are black as night,
You can work with all your might,
Do your best and fight, fight, fight,
You’ll be sure to get it . . .
Woohoo! CanadianEh!, you helped me get today's Wordle! Many thanks for that gift.
Wordle 827 1/6
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Brightens my Sunday!
My goodness, Ol' Man Keith, for someone who planned to take Sundays off and skip contributing, your Sunday offerings are getting bigger and more complex and more delightful week after week. A wonderful gift for our blog--many thanks.
What intriguing verses you give us, Owen, thanks for those too.
CanadianEh!, when your hiker used his noodle to gather his kit and caboodle, I just cracked up. Verses don't get any crazier than this and that's what we love about our blog. Many thanks for that crazy, delightful bit of poetic fun!
CEh! , I could plan it to drag on while you tat till midnight,
But the rest are all in plain sight.
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